The J Arthur Keenes Band - Old Dusty lyrics

Riding into town You see the faces And everyone's a frown And it just makes you wanna say "Well, I hope you all drown" We've walked for too long Too many paces Too many ways we could take Too many lugs thrown out the door Oh, what's it all for? Listen to the sound The aching traffic And footsteps on the ground I think my headache threw away Something just cracked like an egg Take a look around These people aren't your friends Everyone can hear you But no one's listening anymore It's become a f**ing chore