I live on any other day street
Where the grass is painted green, do you know what I mean?
The man who owns the windmill sings
I am pissing in the wind, Is this my destiny?
Out on the roundabout of lost and found
Looking for directions to turn
Since I left school many roads have closed
Many are the tales how anger burns
Seems to me the way ahead is to live and learn, live and learn, live
and learn
The
whole point on any other day street
Is something I have missed, I don't tow the party line
Inspired by colourful sci-fi dreams
I shop for magazines, I live a thousand lives
And
meanwhile on the roundabout of lost and found
Looking for directions to turn
Since I landed here many doors have closed
Many are the tales how anger burns
Seems to me the way ahead is to live and learn, live and learn, live
and learn
Hanging
onto love as if it's your last chance
Money calls the shots as the children dance
Some in well-heeled shoes man
Dig those anarchy blues, those anarchy blues
I
live next door to a man insane
I sometimes hear him cry, he's a better man than I
He's lived on any other day street, for all his working life
He sees this as his prize
We
hit on the roundabout of lost and found
Looking for directions to turn
Since we first met many roads have closed
Many are the tales how anger burns
He says to me the way ahead is to live and learn, live and learn, live
and learn
On
any other day, Everything's ok
All
Words & Music: © Darren Poyzer
Darren
