crowded house
don't stop now
Another pleasant day in the countryside Tears on a stormy night You can’t follow my directions home Don’t stop now God knows where the satellite’s taking us Who knows what is right in front of us But I hang on every word Don’t stop now Well, don’t stop now Give me something I can cry about Get fooled by the lightning every time See the afterimage of my outline Then I turn the wrong way ‘round Well, don’t stop now No, don’t stop now Give me something I can cry about Give me something I can write about The church just ten miles out of town The devil gonna track me down Travel through a tunnel Remember that’s how you get to me No number on the house No birds are flying south Sometimes you have to turn The wrong way ‘round And times you will return To what you found Give me something I can write about All I want is something I can cry about