What Are You Gonna Do Songtext
von Mike Tramp

No food in the cupboard
Or money in the bank
The car gas two flat tires
And not a drop of gas
The phone has stopped ringing
Since they cut it off
And now the roof is leaking
The gutter′s sure clogged up

Now everybody's got a reason
When nothing don′t work out right
There's good and bad in every season
But why should you care
You never did that befpre

So what are you gonna do


Letters in the mailboxz
Could be more than six months old
Just one window that ain't broken
This house is so damn cold
You said that you would be leaving
But that was years ago
The man you used to be
Ain′t nothing but the fool you know

Forever has been and gone now
And yesterday just a dream
There was a time you knew how
So give it a try spread out your wings and cry

So what are you gonna do

You got it, you want it, the taste of life you love it
You had it once and want it back
So grab it and slap it just take a chance and jab it
And say that you′ve had enough
Cause they saw that it's easier to run
Then to stay and fight it out

So what are you gonna do