Book Of Lies

Somebody try the side door
You know its gettin' kinda late
I’ll just assume there’s a reason there’s
Nothin' on my plate
It sounds a lot like show time
But why am I up at six
No one told me we’d be
Playin' at Fort Dix
Round &round it never stops
Each day a new surprise
You’ll find it all inside
You brand new book of lies
Round &round where we stop
You guess as good as mine
It’s one big comp
Your brand new book of lies
Will that be yen or lira?
Is that in local time?
&if someone cancelled
What’s everybody doing in line
S’Pretty hard to get a signal
A way out here in the sticks
Got a feelin' that the local’s
Bin up to his old tricks
I think I know it’s Monday
But this is not Milan
I went to sleep in Brussels
&Woke up in Japan
Somebody try the side door
You know its gettin' kinda late
I’ll just assume there’s a reason there’s
Nothin' on my plate