Rooms
So the news remains the same
Only the names are wrong
And the walls of this room
Comfort me just like an old song
I'm on the road again
But nothing like Jack
And I feel too hot
Because the windows won't crack
And the food I had tonight
Was fried to a mush
Served to me in one bite
By a girl with a rash
And tommorow I'll wake
With a new road to face
they all look the same to me
These rooms without a place
