Revolving doors

Revolving doors, what have I done?
Someone on the TV, a tepid loss
Revolving doors, what will I become?
A redneck song

He paid up for a seven
But he only got an eight now, now
I feel that I'm paused by all the pills
I see no running

On a foggy day
(Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston)
(Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston)

I sit in a diner
(Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston)
And The Beatles play
(Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston)

I'm paid up for a seven
But I only got S-O-eight oh now

I feel that I'm paused by all the pills
Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston
I seem no run out here

Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston
Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston
Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston

Revolving doors
It's stormy on the eastearn sea board
He got silver up his night

He paid up for a three
Bu got only two

Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston
Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston

Then he said
(Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston)
Seems I was born for this
(Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston)
(Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston)
Seems I was born to this

Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston

Revolving doors
Revolving doors

Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston
Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston
Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston
Revolving doors from London to a foggy day in Boston