Intro: Dodging the blues, but the blues were gaining fast Riding the news, knowing news just doesn't last Heaven, come seven, with the rolling of the bones Ah, but winning never feels like going home He's thick at the bottom, thin at the top Like a bottle shaken, with a cork that wouldn't pop Pretending and descending to the land of woe Oh, life's not what you think, it's what you know Chorus: