A rich man's eye
A poor man's pocket
Time goes by
Like a bottle rocket
I don't even know what day it is (2x)
Some would say they'd seen it from the start
They'd seen where you were heading
They swore that it was beauty, that it was art
A true romance
Some say it was all a big mistake
The world just wasn't ready
You put out more than anyone could take
You shook it more than anyone could shake
All you needed then was just a break
And half a chance
Chorus
Some would say that this is for the birds
A stone that's not worth throwing
They've heard you sing the song without the words
That hide the tears
Some say this is now and that was then
And the wind is always blowing
You still think fame is just around the bend
The hometown hero makes it in the end
It's just enough to let yourself pretend
For all these years
Chorus
Some would say that this is all my fault
They'd say that I was willing
We seldom see the rocks that build the wall
A story's just a story after all
You're the one who's been there all along
To dry my tears
Philadelphia's best kept secret : the afro-swedish tribal lounge act, the Way Blue Bucket, sounds like Derek Bailey as a guest on the Muppet Show! David Garlitz