Bandit

Turn the pages In this old book. Feels familiar, Might be worth a second look. Wrapping up dope In a paper bag. Talking to yourself. Taking a drag. (What does it matter the things you say. You'll never hear it anyway.) Gotta get past The negative things. Lawyers and business, You get what you bring. (No one's sorry you did it yourself. It's time to relax now and then give it hell.) Someday...you'll find What you're looking for. Someday...you'll find Everything you're looking for. Didn't bet on the Dodgers To beat the Giants And David came up And now you gotta pay up. (You didn't count on that.) Jeez, half the money's gone and the month is still young. What're you going to do now? (You gotta trust someone. Someone you trust.) Can't go to your brother 'Cause that money's all gone. Can't go to your friends. Someday...you'll find What you're looking for. Someday...you'll find Everything you're looking for. Someday...you'll find Everything you're looking for. Someday...you'll find Everything you're looking for. Yeah... Made out like a bandit For all of these years What're you looking for? One more big score? (What're you trying to prove?) Try to get closer, But not too close. Try to get through. But not be through. No one can touch you now. I can touch you now. You're invisible. You've got too many secrets. (Bob Dylan said that. Or something like that.) Someday...you'll find What you're looking for. Someday...you'll find Everything you're looking for. Someday...you'll find Everything you're looking for. Someday...you'll find Everything you're looking for. Yeah... --- Bandit - Neil Young and Neil Young & Crazy Horse