Dance the dance

We call living and dying

In the valley of the city

in the belly of the lion

Work all week long

All week long

You can lose your soul

In the concrete riverbeds

Rolling with the flow

Of the currents of the walking deads

Five comes and you're a rolling stone

Days like these

We've got nothing to sing about

Days like these

I don't know what I think about

Day like these

Who would've known

Days like these

I've got nothing to sing about

Days like these

I don't know what I think about

Day like these

Who would've known

Listen to the rhythm

Of the pawn shop shore

Got you falling off your hinges

Like that old screen porch

It's the interstate slipping in your pores again

You can ride the vein

From the corner store to Amsterdam

You can bleed the train

From the courthouse to the Vatican

But Friday she's a ghost

And gonna slip right through your hands again

Days like these

I've got nothing to sing about

Days like these

I don't know what I think about

Day like these

Who would've known

Days like these

I don't know what I think about

Days like these

I've got nothing to sing about

Days like these

Who would've known

So dance the dance

We call living and dying

In the valley of the city

in the belly of the lion

We work all week long

All week long

You can lose your soul

In the concrete riverbeds

Rolling with the flow

Of the currents of the walking deads

Five comes and you're a rolling stone

Days like these

I've got nothing to sing about

Days like these

I don't know what I think about

Day like these

Who would've known

Days like these

I don't know what I think about

Days like these

I've got nothing to sing about

Day like these

Who would've known