Gov’t Mule - Nothing Again lyrics
[Gov’t Mule - Nothing Again lyrics]
We all tried to warn you-but you already knew
So you blame it on jealousy you
Say the rumors are untrue
But, you feel yourself slipping away
You awoke from a dream-things
Were different than now
You were gonna be a superstar-Elvis
Was teaching you ho you met a man in a suit
He said "Sign on the line
But, you'll need a little something
To help you unwind"
You got to ride like Hell
Your face into the wind
One day you're everything-then
You're nothing again
We all know that the journey means
More than where you wind up
But they don't know what it's like
To drink from your cup
Still they got something to say
You met a girl on the highway-she
Made you feel like a man
But somewhere along the way your
Poor heart just caved in
So you smoke a little that and
You drink a little this
And soon you can't separate the
Misery from the bliss
Anyone can be blinded-caught up in the lust
But we all must go back back to our own dust
Back to yesterday
One cold night in the sixties-in
A small town serene
A young boy sit's and stares at
A black and white screen
He's caught up in the rhythm, the words
And the sound and it feels just like a
Ticket out of this town
So you blame it on jealousy you
Say the rumors are untrue
But, you feel yourself slipping away
You awoke from a dream-things
Were different than now
You were gonna be a superstar-Elvis
Was teaching you ho you met a man in a suit
He said "Sign on the line
But, you'll need a little something
To help you unwind"
You got to ride like Hell
Your face into the wind
One day you're everything-then
You're nothing again
We all know that the journey means
More than where you wind up
But they don't know what it's like
To drink from your cup
Still they got something to say
You met a girl on the highway-she
Made you feel like a man
But somewhere along the way your
Poor heart just caved in
So you smoke a little that and
You drink a little this
And soon you can't separate the
Misery from the bliss
Anyone can be blinded-caught up in the lust
But we all must go back back to our own dust
Back to yesterday
One cold night in the sixties-in
A small town serene
A young boy sit's and stares at
A black and white screen
He's caught up in the rhythm, the words
And the sound and it feels just like a
Ticket out of this town