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Feels like we're crawling home from the mines
Work day is over, shut us in denial
Can't hold a candle to what the others do
Over and over the foreman hums the tune
There's just nothing left to play for
Does it make you feel?
Sorry for me
Whenever the captors let me go
Sorry for him
He's chasing the open road
Sorry for me
I play where the devil has built his home
Sorry for him
Even for a little while
And I'm sorry again
Most every morning he stares at the phone
The foreman is calling, he sings the same old song
The answers could be instrumental
Does it make you feel?
Sorry for me
Whenever the captors let me go
Sorry for him
He's chasing the open road
Sorry for me
I play where the devil has built his home
Sorry for him
Even for a little while
And I'm sorry again
Sorry for me
Whenever the captors let me go
Sorry for him
He's chasing the open road
Sorry for me
I play where the devil has built his home
Sorry for him
And I'm sorry again
Sorry again, sorry again, sorry again
Sorry again, sorry again, sorry again (Sorry for me, sorry for him)
Sorry again