These Are The Days - Rusty Anderson

She says she’s wired

But she can’t go out in the same old shoes

And her game is long expired

Too much cocaine has trashed her brain

So she puts away her make up

She goes downtown

She waits around the club for some shit to go down

These are the days, this is the dream

I’m on my way, we are the scene

These are the days, this is the place

I want you, you are the face i love

Ho hum, whatever

Whats a girl got to do

To have a little fun

And this can’t go on forever

There just ain’t another fix

In her bag of tricks

She says she’s seen it all

She’s aching for more

She’s walking with the dead

And she’s only twenty-four

These are the days, this is the dream

I’m on my way, we are the scene

These are the days, this is the place

I want you now

You are the face i love

It’s getting colder

Nobody told her

And i try to hold her

These are the days, this is the dream

I’m on my way we are the scene

These are the days, this is the place

I want you

You are the face i love