Slim Cessna's Auto Club - Come Along lyrics

A half-darkened room a wilted bouquet tattered lace curtains the head gone grey and an old phonograph no records to play but get on your feet and come along come along we're leaving this place in the morning come along come along pa** the led, and we're gone we'll the beds not made and a pack of kents and i cant find the ashtray and i can't pay the rent and i can't find the letter that i been meaning to send but get on your feet and come along come along we're leaving this place in the morning come along come along pa** the lead, i'll be gone got a crumpled suit and battered shoes narrow hands veins all blue when nothing really matters there's nothing to lose but get on your feet and come along, come along we're leaving this place in the morning come along come along pa** the lead, i'll be gone i hate my life and i love my life im tired of not sleeping steeple and church rained like hell and who gets it worst get on your feet and come along we're leaving this place in the morning past the meadow, come along come along, we're leaving this place in the morning come along, come along past the meadow, we're gone