It's minutes lost to the silent gun
 She has gone and found someone
 Someone like me
 Every time we find someone
 It's a story told in foreign words
 Only vowels and phony slurs
 Something in C

 We don't need the feeling from the outside
 Tore Me Inside, with the feeling that you really want to care
 That you care, that you care

 Every time we find someone
 It's money lost and pocket cloth
 She has gone and done someone
 Someone like me
 Every time we find someone
 It's funny jokes and false approach
 Only hurts for Monday's work
 Four days to bleed

 On every stage we play it tears, tears me away
 On every stage we play it tears, tears me away
 What are you trying to say
 What are you trying to say, today?

 Every time we find someone
 It's basement talk and nonsense calls
 She forgot to call someone
 Someone like me
 Every time we find someone
 It's like we're searching for a job
 Better search for better work
 You won't find me

 (c)  1993 South Brunswick Songs (BMI