Common Cents Songtext
von The Revivalists

This life′s as crazy as it seems, son
Don't you ever think twice
Get a bullet in your back, boy, if a knife won′t just suffice
You thought you had some common cents
Until you wound up flat broke

Well, now you're off on the other side of the fence, you're all alone
Just hopin′ and a-prayin′ you don't choke on a big dog bone
′Cause dreamin' is a funny thing
You either realize, or sing in vain
So I think, I think, I think
Well, I think I choose the latter man

Oh-yes, you were an angel, and you held me through the fire
All those long, hard nights, babe, full of cocaine and desire
So if you choose to retire, I hope I meet you up in that afterlife
The afterlife


Tell Janice I′m comin' home, Jimmy, I won′t be late
Oh sweet, sweet Brandy, you could've never been to my state
But if I get us stuck in between
At least I'm here in home New Orleans, New Orleans
With the ghouls and the goblins, and them hooligans

You broke, you broke
You broke, you broke
You broke, you broke
You broke, you broke
You broke, you broke
You broke, you broke, yeah

Oh-yes, you were an angel
I said yes you were an angel
Oh-yes, you were an angel
Said yes, you were an angel, yeah

Oh-yes, you were an angel, and you held me through the fire
All those long, hard nights, babe, had to sit up and perspire
So if you choose to retire, I hope I meet you up in that afterlife
The afterlife

Tell Janice I′m comin′ home, Jimmy, I won't be late
Oh sweet, sweet Brandy, you could′ve never been to my state
But if I get us stuck in between, yeah
At least I'm here in home New Orleans, New Orleans
With the ghouls and the goblins, and them hooligans