Rock’n’roll Museum

There's no reason to feel down
Just because the Rock'N'Roll museum is in your town
There's no reason to feel down
Just take a book of matches, burn it to the ground
Our night has ended while others have begun
We sleep on floors and we speak in tongues

A cupboard full of kittens in the back
Turns into 11 angry cats
They don't appreciate the way we sound
We play the gig and get out of town
We get a break for just one night
And then it's back to jaded eyes

If everybody sings along
We might play your favorite song
Or hopefully something that will suffice
Every cough tastes like tofu and rice
I don't get it
I don't understand
It's getting worse again and again