Nobody's romancing because it's too early for dancing
Nobody's romancing because it's too early for dancing
To buy another round, drink it down
When nobody understands hell become a smaller man
Just another night on the town
Songwriter: Jack Johnson
Is that the changes occurred, now she's just a part of the herd
Publisher: BUBBLE TOES PUBLISHING
The bright lights keep flashing, the women keep on dancing
Just a part of the herd
Her dreams of bellybutton rings and other kinds of things
The Rodeo Clowns, they pick me up when I'm down
With the clowns, they pick me up when I'm down
You try to live but he's done trying
The disco ball spinning, all the music and the women
Turn on the lights, getting ready for tonight
Sweeping the floors, open up the doors
Lights out, shut down, late night, wet ground
Sweeping the floors, open up the doors
Turn on the lights, getting ready for tonight
Many people, so many problems, so many reasons
The shots of Tequila, they'll say that they need ya
But here comes the music
With the rest of the clowns
Bright lights flashing to cover up your lack of soul
I thought that you heard, the changes occurred
But what they really need is just a little room to breath
You might feel pity but he only feels the ground
By the corner there's another one
You walk by look at him but he can't look at you
With the big man, money man, better than the other man
But here comes the music
Teeny bopping disco queen, she barely understands
Reaching out a hand, coming from a broken man
You understand moods but he only knows let down
Symbolic of change but the thing that is strange
Not dead but definitely dying
He got the plan with the million dollar give a damn