Verse
Yesterday, man that's far away, thinking 'bout you anyway
Greetings from Sydney
On the road, not such a heavy load, just the kind of job we choose
Greetings from Sydney
Telephone, color TV hotel room and I don't feel to much alone
Oh yeah, there's got to be a shower
I bring me some sounds alone, Rubber Soul Beatles songs,
And listen' to the Rolling Stones
Singing Sister Morphine
The high life was pretty as a switchblade knife, flip it open once or twice
You're gonne cut yourself
And those years are gone and I learned how to get along
Even living with anxiety
That's a better place for me
I've seen it all, and I've seen it twice, chances are you ask for advice
You're gonna get it
Outro