Allright, Allright Lyrics

Got just two hours of short sleep and I woke up at the sound of the bell 'cause I'm five minutes too late Oh! the bosses are giveng me hell just because he is Italian Gino's getting trouble again you work five days from nine to five and you don't know, but somehow you survive. We are only clowns in this small world until we tune up to do it again riding our rockets you feel better you got understanding until we go Hanging out in your local bar they are talking around and around everybody has his guru and everybody is a superstar and I read the papers up and down just to get the blues one more time it gets you mad it gets you down the same bad news all over again We are only clowns in this small world until we tune up to do it again riding our rockets you feel better you got understanding until we go Allright, allright talking 'bout cha mm cha Allright, allright talking 'bout cha mm cha. And remember if one day this old routine will be, catching up, with all that once has been just get, back on the road, and collect another dose of the old rock and roll medicine Allright, allright...