Dance the dance   We call living and dying   In the valley of the city   in the belly of the lion   Work all week long   All week long   You can lose your soul   In the concrete riverbeds   Rolling with the flow   Of the currents of the walking deads   Five comes and you're a rolling stone      Days like these   We've got nothing to sing about   Days like these   I don't know what I think about   Day like these   Who would've known   Days like these   I've got nothing to sing about   Days like these   I don't know what I think about   Day like these   Who would've known      Listen to the rhythm   Of the pawn shop shore   Got you falling off your hinges   Like that old screen porch   It's the interstate slipping in your pores again   You can ride the vein   From the corner store to Amsterdam   You can bleed the train   From the courthouse to the Vatican   But Friday she's a ghost   And gonna slip right through your hands again      Days like these   I've got nothing to sing about   Days like these   I don't know what I think about   Day like these   Who would've known   Days like these   I don't know what I think about   Days like these   I've got nothing to sing about   Days like these   Who would've known      So dance the dance   We call living and dying   In the valley of the city   in the belly of the lion   We work all week long   All week long   You can lose your soul   In the concrete riverbeds   Rolling with the flow   Of the currents of the walking deads   Five comes and you're a rolling stone      Days like these   I've got nothing to sing about   Days like these   I don't know what I think about   Day like these   Who would've known   Days like these   I don't know what I think about   Days like these   I've got nothing to sing about   Day like these   Who would've known