paroles de chanson Bad Cards (feat. Paul Brainard & Ji Tanzer) - Paul Nourigat

Some days, they are so are easy, can do anything under the sun
Wake up next morning, stuff just can't get done
It's like trying to find, your keys on a table cloth
In the patterns and the colors, hiding like a gypsy moth

Some days we get dealt bad cards, life feels like - a junk yard
Walking around in circles, man, some days ... they're just ... damn hard
Yeah, some days we get dealt some bad cards

Cruising down the freeway, end up in a country ditch
It's easy to get down on life, when the days become a bitch
The best way outa nowhere, says an old parable
We put one foot in front the other, helps us through our struggle

Some days we get dealt bad cards, life feels like - a junk yard
Walking around in circles, man, some days ... they're just ... damn hard
Gotta deal myself some good cards

Sun comes up each morning, and like a washing machine
Fixes up our messes, and helps us all get clean
It's ok get beaten down, then set yourself free
When I'm down, I remember, there's a lotta folks worse off than me

Some days we're gonna get dealt bad cards, life gonna feel like a junk yard
Walking around in circles, man, some days they're gonna be damn hard
Gotta deal ourselves some good cards, but, still, some days
They're gonna be damn hard