Hall of Fame Songtext
von The Clockworks
Hall of Fame Songtext
This club′s become a hall of fame
For all my pride and all my shame
I've got nobody else to blame
The intent may differ, the end′s always the same
How many mistakes do you reckon it will take
Before I realize it's a choice that I'm making?
Another vodka and dash please
Counting coppers at the bar
Then dropping to my knees as they fall
And I can′t keep my eyes open at all
This job has got a hold on me
All my insecurities
Should I still be here at 23?
Am I just deluded and is this how life should be?
How many mistakes do you reckon I will make
Before I recognize the right path to be taken?
A curry cheese chips in the hand
Lights guide the way to a seat near a man I don′t know
Where I spill half the curry sauce on his coat
I can't keep my eyes open at all
No, I can′t keep my eyes open at all
And I can't tell if I′m hoping to fall
I won't keep my eyes open at all
And I′m stumbling back home
It's pissing down and I'm alone
Mumbling the words to some old
Song I hardly know
Oh, will I ever be the man I try so hard to be?
Now, I′m too drunk to care
So "Living On A Prayer" will have to do
Oh, this club′s become a hall of fame
For all my pride and all my shame
I've got nobody else to blame
Oh, this club′s become a hall of fame
For all my pride and all my shame
I've got nobody else to blame
Oh, this club′s become a hall of fame
For all my pride and all my shame
I've got nobody else to blame
The intent may differ, the end′s always the same
For all my pride and all my shame
I've got nobody else to blame
The intent may differ, the end′s always the same
How many mistakes do you reckon it will take
Before I realize it's a choice that I'm making?
Another vodka and dash please
Counting coppers at the bar
Then dropping to my knees as they fall
And I can′t keep my eyes open at all
This job has got a hold on me
All my insecurities
Should I still be here at 23?
Am I just deluded and is this how life should be?
How many mistakes do you reckon I will make
Before I recognize the right path to be taken?
A curry cheese chips in the hand
Lights guide the way to a seat near a man I don′t know
Where I spill half the curry sauce on his coat
I can't keep my eyes open at all
No, I can′t keep my eyes open at all
And I can't tell if I′m hoping to fall
I won't keep my eyes open at all
And I′m stumbling back home
It's pissing down and I'm alone
Mumbling the words to some old
Song I hardly know
Oh, will I ever be the man I try so hard to be?
Now, I′m too drunk to care
So "Living On A Prayer" will have to do
Oh, this club′s become a hall of fame
For all my pride and all my shame
I've got nobody else to blame
Oh, this club′s become a hall of fame
For all my pride and all my shame
I've got nobody else to blame
Oh, this club′s become a hall of fame
For all my pride and all my shame
I've got nobody else to blame
The intent may differ, the end′s always the same
Writer(s): James Mcgregor, The Clockworks Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com