Текст песни Ten Percent Blues - David Harley

Got a seat facing the engine
So I don't have to face where I've been
Luggage on the rack, no reason to look back
At all my wrecked and reckless gypsy dreams
No more bright lights, no more white lines
Or crashing in the back of the van
No more hustling small-time gigs
I guess time has beaten the band

No more deadlines, no more breadlines
Mr 10%, you're on your own
No more fine print, no more backstage blues
This rolling stone is rolling home

Got a ticket to take me to tomorrow
It can't be worse than today
So driver, take me home and don't spare the horsepower
I'm on a ten year holiday
No more missed chances and chickenshit advances
Cold chips in the back of the van
No more blown tires and fuses, no more broken promises
Time has beaten the band

No more deadlines, no more breadlines
Mr 10%, you're on your own
No more fine print, no more backstage blues
This rolling stone is rolling home

No more spotlights, no more ups and downers
Absolutely no stage fright
No more superstar fantasies
From today I'm strictly 9-5
No more infighting, no more moonlighting
No more one-night stands
All along while the band was beating time
I guess time was beating the band

No more deadlines, no more breadlines
Mr 10%, you're on your own
No more fine print, no more backstage blues
This rolling stone is rolling home