Just another day for where were you when Just another scrap for this vulture's pen Aftermath won't add up or end Death's the bestseller again This is what we want, you know how to get it Bring it on home, rub our faces in it Give us something shocking,

Downtown’s dead without you Girls walk by and friends say hi Then Friday night it might as well be just another Tuesday night without you As long as you’re still in my head There ain’t a way that I can paint a ghost town red Downtown’s dead, downtown’s

Lost and lonely child, living in a world of fear Lose yourself in another day Find out there's another way My oh my, you look so blue Just turn and look my way, a smile will do Catch it now, has to be soon Or lonely hours will be your doom Lost and

It's just another day in Heaven South And it's just another day in Heaven South Subwoofers booming like cannons in a square Beer battered chicken, sweet ice tea Night crawlers, crickets and a Zebco 33 Old Glory waving at you As you're driving by the

To you I'm just a girl Now I know I'm just another one of your Friday nights But I'm no past time, this is gonna be the last To you I'm just a girl, I'm just a call when there's nowhere else to fall Just a number on your wall, In a pretty dress and

It's just another day in Heaven It's just another day in Heaven Turn on the news you'd think the world ain't got a prayer But if you turn it off and look around It's just another day in Heaven South oh oh

I'll never do it 'cause you treat me wrong You'll never do it, come and sing my song Living in another way, Living in another way Don't you see that I want to touch your body To live it up just another day Don't stop put it down) To live it up every

Yeah, you're a natural You gotta be so cold A beating heart of stone To make it in this world Living your life cutthroat That's the price you pay Leave behind your heartache, cast away Just another product of today

Do you wanna be a friend of mine? Amy don't you go I want you around Singin' woah, please don't go Is your heart singing out of tune Dirty records from another time Some blood stains on your shoes Amy please don't go Are your eyes just singing the blues

Those were different days But those were different days Staring at the picture of the runaways on the wall Seems like these day you couldn’t run away at all And even if you did, what you got to run away to Just another drunk daddy with a white man’s