Same Old Song And Dance Lyrics

Same Old Song and Dance
 
Transcribed by Jeff Thieleke (thieleke@icaen.uiowa.edu)
 
 
Get yourself a cooler, lay yourself low.
Coincidental murder, with nothing to show.
And the judge lets constipation go to his head.
And his wife's aggrevation, you're soon enough dead.
 
It's the same old story,
Same old song and dance - my friend.
It's the same old story,
Same old song and dance - my friend.
 
 
[They gotta with cocaine, they found with your gun]