Too Real
Around here it's all the same
I said it's all the same
When drops of sunshine start to turn to rain
I said it's all the same
They don't know what to call it
But they all say it's wrong
Well I don't see no greener pastures
This must be where I belong
Around here it's all the same
I said it's all the same
When drops of sunshine start to turn to rain
I said it's all the same
Writer/s: Curt Kirkwood
