You Won't Be Satisfied (feat. Bob Haggart's Orchestra, Louis Armstrong) [Until You Break My Heart] (Until You Break My Heart)

歌詞

He's tired of distractions & meaningless noise, Tired of answering questions about the methods he employs, Tired of rebels without a cause & the man they annoy, When there's slackers in the basement & rejects down the hall, He's thinking, I need a break from it all. She's overworked & she's underpaid, There's a line 'round the corner to see the progress that she made, She never tried to be different, just worked out that way, When there's angels in her stairwell & ghosts living in her walls, She's thinking, I need a break from it all. It shouldn't feel like such a crime To wish for a more simple time, But there's angels in her stairwell & ghosts living in her walls, She's thinking, I need a break from it all. Bad news in the papers, every word of it true, Bills falling out the mailbox, every one overdue, Every stranger has a crisis, there's only so much you can do, When you're painted in the corner with your back against the wall, You're thinking, I need a break from it-- All my enemies were lovers, all my messages are missed, I need to go undercover, pretend I don't exist, But I'm painted in the corner with my back against the wall, And I need a break from it all. It shouldn't feel like such a crime To wish for a more simple time, But I'm painted in this corner with my back against this wall, And I need a break from it all. I'm painted in the corner with my back against the wall, I need a break.