Passing Sad Daydream

Album cover art for "Passing Sad Daydream" by Soul Asylum

Soul Asylum - Rock

Passing Sad Daydream

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Duration: 6:14

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Lyrics

If you're walking home late at night Dressed up and alone Don't you get tired of being white Where buffalo never roam? Gonna sneak up behind you Steal your thoughts, tap your phone 'Cause you might be keeping secrets That you ain't supposed to know Now it's a fine-tuned machine, yeah And you must feed it more And the lovely Miss Liberty is just another whore (There's something I gotta tell ya) It's hard to see things your way And it's hard to understand— it's hard to understand the things you say But most of all, it's hard to get hard these days Now if you've got to hate someone You might as well hate yourself You find that you don't deserve it now More than anyone else So get out of your kitchen And get out of your bed Got to tell them what you've always wanted to tell them 'Cuz in the morning you might be dead So don't call the doctor 'Cause I'll be okay It's just a passing sad daydream That led me astray (oh, oh) And it's hard to see things your way And it's hard to understand— it's hard to understand the things you say But most of all, it's hard to get hard these days And I ain't proud of nothing But it's better that way 'Cause it's too loud for talking And there ain't much to say So pick up your explosives And pack up your gun If you ain't chasing someone You've got to be on the run And I'm so far from home now Nothing better anyway I ain't lookin to make a living, no, no I just need a place to stay I need a place to stay— I need a— I need a— ahh

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Credits

Writers
  • Dave Pirner