[00:00.000] 作曲 : Joseph Thornalley/Shannon Foster
[00:00.833]Another day, another dollar
[00:03.065](Wait, what? Yo)
[00:06.676]
[00:26.661]Falling half-awake, half-asleep
[00:30.135]Feel it when I write, when I read
[00:32.604]What's the lead?
[00:34.622]Eyes wide open, I never miss a dream
[00:37.713]A dream never misses, no, they listen to the streams
[00:41.187]They tears that I hide still feeling up with steam
[00:44.730]Hot-head, but they're never gonna see it cah
[00:47.581]I'ma hit them like eclipses out in London
[00:51.089]I swear they never see it cah my heat is like a dungeon
[00:54.783]Mind like a museum
[00:56.630]
[01:00.078]I'm getting old
[01:02.035]Can't teach an old dog trick, will never stay
[01:05.710]I'm getting old
[01:07.438]Can't teach an old b***h, it will never play
[01:11.037]Can't teach an old dog trick, will never stay
[01:14.503]Like smoke on ashtrays, guess I'm getting old
[01:18.103]Can't teach an old dog, it will never stay
[01:21.608]I'm getting old
[01:23.260]
[01:23.650]The suns were never bright enough to make me stay
[01:27.127]I wanna go, I've seen better days
[01:30.497]I've seen plenty roads, travel like I'm set in play
[01:34.070]I'm set in stone like I'll never change
[01:37.594]The way the play churns in a steady lane
[01:41.427]I'm getting old, least I'm getting paid
[01:44.617]Can't teach an old dog trick, will never stay
[01:48.292]Like smoke on ashtrays, guess I'm getting old
[01:51.555]Can't teach an old dog, it will never stay
[01:55.366]I'm getting old
[01:57.097]Can't teach an old b***h, it will never play
[02:00.556]Like old folks on road with a steppin' cane
[02:04.118]I'm steppin' bold, least I'm getting paid (Another day, another dollar)
[02:10.818]
[02:13.784]Falling half-awake, half-asleep
[02:16.364]Feel it when I write, when I read
[02:18.872]What's the lead?
[02:20.436]Eyes wide open, I never miss a dream
[02:24.039]A dream never misses, no, they listen to the streams
[02:27.368]They tears that I hide still feeling up with steam
[02:30.999]Hot-head, but they're never gonna see it cah
[02:33.646]I'ma hit them like eclipses out in London
[02:37.198]I swear they never see it cah my heat is like a dungeon
[02:40.841]Mind like a museum
[02:42.712]
[02:48.818]Nothing can look like crying, you know?
[02:52.200]Is it true that we go forth, perhaps?
[02:55.309]Like two sides of the same coin
[03:02.409]But what's the face in between?
[03:06.972]Which face is side-up when the coin is still filling?
[03:14.391]It's gone

作曲 : Joseph Thornalley/Shannon Foster
Another day, another dollar
(Wait, what? Yo)
Falling half-awake, half-asleep
Feel it when I write, when I read
What's the lead?
Eyes wide open, I never miss a dream
A dream never misses, no, they listen to the streams
They tears that I hide still feeling up with steam
Hot-head, but they're never gonna see it cah
I'ma hit them like eclipses out in London
I swear they never see it cah my heat is like a dungeon
Mind like a museum
I'm getting old
Can't teach an old dog trick, will never stay
I'm getting old
Can't teach an old b***h, it will never play
Can't teach an old dog trick, will never stay
Like smoke on ashtrays, guess I'm getting old
Can't teach an old dog, it will never stay
I'm getting old
The suns were never bright enough to make me stay
I wanna go, I've seen better days
I've seen plenty roads, travel like I'm set in play
I'm set in stone like I'll never change
The way the play churns in a steady lane
I'm getting old, least I'm getting paid
Can't teach an old dog trick, will never stay
Like smoke on ashtrays, guess I'm getting old
Can't teach an old dog, it will never stay
I'm getting old
Can't teach an old b***h, it will never play
Like old folks on road with a steppin' cane
I'm steppin' bold, least I'm getting paid (Another day, another dollar)
Falling half-awake, half-asleep
Feel it when I write, when I read
What's the lead?
Eyes wide open, I never miss a dream
A dream never misses, no, they listen to the streams
They tears that I hide still feeling up with steam
Hot-head, but they're never gonna see it cah
I'ma hit them like eclipses out in London
I swear they never see it cah my heat is like a dungeon
Mind like a museum
Nothing can look like crying, you know?
Is it true that we go forth, perhaps?
Like two sides of the same coin
But what's the face in between?
Which face is side-up when the coin is still filling?
It's gone