The More Things Change

Flying down the highway, the pedal threw the floor I got a gig tonight in Houston, I've played that town before The money sounds real good, I hear the show is sold out And just when I think I've got it licked, my motor spudders out And now it seems like the blues have got a hold on me Ooh, hard times and bad luck, why won't you let me be? Oh, the more things change (the more things change) The more they stay insane (ooh) I think it's really strange (the more things change) The way they stay the same Got stranded out in Rosedale, a town that's gone to bed In this town on Sunday, you might as well be dead Well, the sheriff don't take kindly to strangers on the road Well, he locked us up as vagrants, we had no place to go And now it seems like the blues have got a hold of me Ooh, hard times and bad luck, why won't you let me be? The more things change (the more things change) The more they stay insane (ooh) I think it's really strange (the more things change) The way they stay the same Yeah, the more things change (the more things change) The more they stay insane (ooh) I think it's really strange (the more things change) The way they stay the same I set a bail on Monday, sheriff told some lies I had to hug my guitar as I kissed that town goodbye And I can't shake the feeling that I've done this all before I know it never changes, I keep coming back for me And it always seems like the blues have got a hold of me Ooh, hard times and bad luck, why won't you let me be? The more things change (the more things change) The more they stay insane (ooh) I think it's really strange (the more things change) The way they stay the same Yeah, the more things change (the more things change) The more they stay insane (ooh) I think it's really strange (the more things change) The way they stay the same Yeah, again, the more things change (the more things change) The more they stay insane (ooh...)