Could've been shot by this one though it might've been mine Should've been left by the rest stop if you had been kind 'cause i've got a funny way of feeling And feeling you wasn't right There's nothing left to believe in So believe in me this time The senator said as he called his blushing bride Oh his bride But why hold steady When tomorrow's always turning out bad And why hold steady When the future's in the walls but the malls are coming back Coming back Should've been called to the rescue down at morgan dell Could've been left by the pumphouse if you had been well
But all this was there in the sand dunes So set it up and let them ride You got dressed up too soon, now you're starting to feel alright If you can't be great you might as well be bright Oh be bright But why hold steady When tomorrow's always turning out bad Why hold steady When the future's in the walls but the malls are coming back Coming back And you're making the eyes And you're making the eyes all wooden And why hold steady When tomorrow's always turning out bad Why hold steady When the future's in the walls but the malls are coming back Coming back