End of the Day Lyrics

Lucy Kaplansky End Of the Day
I use to hear him sing in a Bleeker Street bar
On that tiny stage with a borrowed guitar
His voice cutting thru like a speeding car
Tearin thru the deals of the brokers at the bar
They sold everything for a Wall Street wage
A rich man's money is a rich man's cage
Pockets full of gold and a dead man's face
There was life in those eyes though there's not a trace
How much did it cost you
How much did you pay
Are you sorry and the end of the day
Are you sorry at the end of the day
She use to be a friend and a wife and a daughter
Now she's walked on everybody like she's walking on water
She kiss you on the mouth while she takes what you give her
Turn the other cheek and she walks away forever
Your just another rung on the ladder to the top
Once she started climbing she could never stop
Your on the rebound now as she sits on her throne
She's the queen of nothing now
Sitting all alone
How much did it cost you
How much did you pay
Are you sorry and the end of the day
Are you sorry at the end of the day
You found out what you wanted
Well it isn't what you need
And you cursed the strange writing
You curse it but you never leave
Well there's a way there's a way
How much did it cost you
How much did you pay
Are you sorry and the end of the day
Are you sorry at the end of the day
How much did it cost you
How much did you pay
Are you sorry and the end of the day
Are you sorry at the end of the day
I use to hear him sing in a Bleeker Street bar
On that tiny stage with a borrowed guitar
His voice cutting thru like a speeding car
Tearin thru the deals of the brokers at the bar
Tearin thru the deals of the brokers at the bar
From Lucy Kaplansky "Ten Year Night"
Red House Records 1999
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