The Guy Who Comes in Last

Buzzing under a painted sky
 Awakened by a feeling in my chest
 That's the day when the music died
 And a part of me as well I guess
 Off into electronic oblivion he flew
 Now I'm trying to pick it
 To pick things up to pick me up
 All the devils fly around in the air
 And they sell me short of a suicide
 Shoot it down to get in under your skin
 And they sell me out for the same old song and dance
 Same Same Same
 Yeah It's the same old song
 Same Same Same
 It is the same old song
 Same Same Same
 Yeah, it's the same old song
 Same Same Same
 I've been drinking and cheating
 Lying, smoking, dying a little bit each day
 And it's something that I can deal with
 I have no desire to win the race I'm in
 I've always been the guy who comes in last
 Now I'm trying to leave it all
 To leave this all to leave you all
 All the devils fly around in the air
 And they sell me short of a suicide
 Shoot it down to get in under your skin
 And they sell me out for the same old song and dance
 Same Same Same
 Yeah It's the same old song
 Same Same Same
 It is the same old song
 Same Same Same
 Yeah, it's the same old song
 Same Same Same
 It's the same old you
 It's the same old me
 It's the same old thing
 That it's always going to be
 For the same old song
 For the same old song
 For the same old song and dance
 Same Same Same
 Yeah It's the same old song
 Same Same Same
 It is the same old song
 Same Same Same
 Yeah, it's the same old song
 Same Same Same
 It is the same old song
 Figure it out just to figure it out
 Took a long time to learn how to figure it out