Shame - The Weeks, John McCauley

This town wasn’t big enough for the both of us that’s all he said

This sound wasn’t good enough couldn’t get us up couldn’t move the crowd

It’s a shame what became of my name

Heard him whisper when you walked by

What you saying?

It’s a shame every town is the same

Heard him whisper from the windows

Who’s complaining?

This town was part of his plan he’d make enough and move along

But at night, it’s a different place in another state, singing other songs

It’s a shame what became of my name

Heard him whisper when you walked by

What you saying?

It’s a shame every town is the same

Heard him whisper from the windows

Who’s complaining

This town it was building up full of buildings but we were never there

Your words needed backing up we are bar room tough you’re a waste of air

She broke glass on table tops she screamed got up and left us there

This life it’s a funny one should I stay or run

Who would really care

Who would really care

It’s a shame what became of my name

Heard him whisper when you walked by

What you saying?

It’s a shame every town is the same

Heard him whisper from the windows

Who’s complaining

It’s a shame what became of my name

Heard him whisper when you walked by

What you saying?

It’s a shame every town is the same

Heard him whisper from the windows

Who’s complaining