Lyrics to Rust In The Gears
My world is turning
But there's a little bit of rust in the gears
I'm biting bullets and tongues
With the fear that I'll be doing this for years
And the days are long
And the nights are short
And all the drinks are
Too expensive here
Someday I'll meet you out on
The corner of easy street
Where all the drinks are free
My wheels are spinning
They're burning rubber
Kicking dust in the air
I'm getting dizzy I
Am running in a circle
Chasing my tail
And the days are long
And the nights are short
And all the drinks are
Too expensive here
Someday I'll meet you out on
The corner of easy street
Where all the drinks are free
We're living in a world that's moving so fast
That we're honking at the green light
We're living in a world that's moving so fast
Do you feel too slow for it?
And the days are long
And the nights are short
And all the drinks are
Too expensive here
Someday I'll meet you out on
The corner of easy street
Where all the drinks are free
My world is turning
But there's a little bit of rust in the gears
I'm biting bullets and tongues
With the fear that I'll be doing this for years
But there's a little bit of rust in the gears
I'm biting bullets and tongues
With the fear that I'll be doing this for years
And the days are long
And the nights are short
And all the drinks are
Too expensive here
Someday I'll meet you out on
The corner of easy street
Where all the drinks are free
My wheels are spinning
They're burning rubber
Kicking dust in the air
I'm getting dizzy I
Am running in a circle
Chasing my tail
And the days are long
And the nights are short
And all the drinks are
Too expensive here
Someday I'll meet you out on
The corner of easy street
Where all the drinks are free
We're living in a world that's moving so fast
That we're honking at the green light
We're living in a world that's moving so fast
Do you feel too slow for it?
And the days are long
And the nights are short
And all the drinks are
Too expensive here
Someday I'll meet you out on
The corner of easy street
Where all the drinks are free
My world is turning
But there's a little bit of rust in the gears
I'm biting bullets and tongues
With the fear that I'll be doing this for years
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