I don't have a friend who feels at ease
I don't know a dream that's not been shattered
Or driven to its knees
That's me in the spot
Light
Losing my religion
That's me in the spot
Light
Losing my religion
Rusted
Rusted
Come home in the morning light
My mama says when you gonna live your life right
Oh mama dear we're not the fortunate ones
And girls just wanna have fun
Oh girls just wanna have fun
Come home in the morning light
My mama says when you gonna live your life right
Oh mama dear we're not the fortunate ones
And girls just wanna have fun
Oh girls just wanna have fun
East of Omaha
You can listen to the engine
Moaning out it's one note song
And you think about the woman
Or the girl you knew the night before
You know the Pope is familiar with all of Seger's work
East of Omaha
You can listen to the engine
Moaning out it's one note song
And you think about the woman
Or the girl you knew the night before
You know the Pope is familiar with all of Seger's work
Waitin for the fallout
On a full moon night
In the Rocky Mountain winter
Waitin for the fallout
On a full moon night
In the Rocky Mountain winter
Mama's alright
Daddy's alright
They just seem a little weird
Mama's alright
Daddy's alright
They just seem a little weird
I'm not living in the real world
I'm not living in the real world
No more
No more
No more
I'm not living in the real world
I'm not living in the real world
No more
No more
No more
My son. Not to disparage anyone else’s son, but I’m talking about my son.
My son. Not to disparage anyone else’s son, but I’m talking about my son.