On The Case Songtext
von Carl Broemel

I saw an old man hold out his hand
And I didn′t care at all
But spot a stray dog that's probably lost
And I′ll stop the car

I know that something's off but I can't stop
Rolling my golden way
The past has long been prologue
But I am on the case


Everywhere I go they′re trying to raise some dough
But I didn′t give a dime
I spent eighty bucks on four bottles of wine
And I didn't bat an eye

I know that something′s off but I can't stop
Rolling my golden way
The past has long been prologue
But I am on the case

Scary how easy it is to waste the day
Staring at a screen
While gathering dust, the stack of unfinished books
That I′ll have to start again


I know that something's off but I can′t stop
Rolling my golden way
The past has long been prologue
But I am on the case