The new year is the old year, again.
The new year is the old year, again.
The new year is the old year, again.
The new year is the old year, again.

First things first, its off my chest,
You're a slob and I'm a mess.
See who steers the ship the best, rowing under.

It's the best of times when times are tough.
Giving shelter, giving love
Eventually just giving up.

With God of grain and God of steel
God behind the steering wheel,
You're as slippery as an eel.
And I can blame you.

I'm your anchor, tried and true.
Makes sense that you'd want to move.
This hell's not big enough for two.

La La La La La La La
La La La La La La La


Lyrics submitted by enjoyyourroots

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    General Commenti tried my best.
    enjoyyourrootson September 07, 2008   Link
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    General CommentThe tales not big enough for two = this town's not big enough for two?
    sue_defenderon April 04, 2009   Link

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