Old Leftovers
~Erlich
One view that my landlord's porch affords
Is of school kids kicking cans past the front door
Car horns harmonize with angry men
Who prefer a certain finger of their hand
It's enough to drive you crazy
It's enough to drive you crazy
As the sirens scream their warnings
I think there goes someone now
And all the roads are circles
And all the arrows point away
Every day, every day
Every day it's old leftovers
Dress it up it always tastes the same
It won't even be a long drive
I believe that we can make it out alive
And if you would just follow my little plan
I believe that we can be born again
It's enough to make you feel so free
And I want to make you feel so free
Anything you want to do
Anyone you want to be
And all the roads are circles
And all the arrows point away
Every day, every day
Every day it's old leftovers
Dress it up it always tastes the same