Not Earned Songtext
von Palomar

You′re washed up
Dressed up and on your way
You must feel pretty safe
With all your records around you
And it stops
When you call me up to say
I guess the many ways
That each new state would depress you

And if your luck is made
When you're born, not earned
That′s rotten for you


All your plans
Will end on the interstate
But start up in each new place
I was too tired to take note of

And they say
Home is the only place
That's more fun when you're away
Than these long streets that we sleep on

And if your luck is made
When you′re born, not earned
That′s rotten for you

As long as you stay on the move
Will you think it's getting better?
Think it′s getting better?
As long as you stay on the move
Will you think it's getting better?