Letra de Time Turns Around

Theres antiques on the mantle Hank williams in the air Bourbon on the counter And youve cut off all your hair The daisies on the hillside Watch the sun goin down Hopin that time turns around Hopin that time turns around Police at the pawnshop Vampires at the mall Country boys in gangster clothes Skate round city hall And all the bathtub virgins cry Without making a sound Theyre hopin that time turns around Hopin that time turns around Youll be getting younger Youll be dancing on the sun And your soul wont remember All the damage that youve done And the last shall be the first And the first shall be the last But johnny come lately Will still be pumping gas Yesterdays a beggar Dressed up like a king Tomorrow is a prophet But he aint saying anything Today is just a coward Whos painted like a clown Hopin that time turns around Hopin that time turns around Hopin that time turns around Hopin that time turns around