It's the same old story
Maybe my race has been run
Every day is an endless dream
Of cigarettes and magazines
Again in this smoky place
I still belong, don't get me wrong
I still belong, don't get me wrong
I was dreaming of tomorrow
I was dreaming of tomorrow
I was dreaming of tomorrow
I was dreaming of tomorrow
Until it's closing time
Come, picture paradise
I don't know what is real
And I can't touch when I can feign you
Mind, it wonders in confusion
Again in this lonely place
I still belong, don't get me wrong
I still belong, don't get me wrong
I was dreaming of tomorrow
I was dreaming of tomorrow
I was dreaming of tomorrow
I was dreaming of tomorrow
Until it's closing time, oh no
Every day, a brand new day
And it's getting better all the time
And it's everywhere
You gotta look out for it everywhere, oh
It's the same old story
Maybe my race has been run
Every day is an endless dream game
Of cigarettes and magazines
Again in this smoky place
I still belong, don't get me wrong
I still belong, don't get me wrong
I was dreaming of tomorrow
I was dreaming of tomorrow
I was dreaming of tomorrow
I was dreaming of tomorrow
Until it's closing time
Closing time
Closing time
Closing time