More Things Change — Cinderella

Woke up this morning on the wrong side of bed I got this feeling like a train’s running through my head Turned on my radio to the same old song Some big mouth talking trying to tell us where the world went wrong

But all this talk of peace and love It’s only for the news Cause everytime you trust someone You end up getting screwed

The more things change The more they stay the same Everyone’s your brother till you turn the other way The more things change The more they stay the same All we need’s a miracle to take us all away from the pain

Came to this morning I was feeling mighty used Picked up the telephone but all I got’s a major attitude Turned on the tv to the same old news Everybody thinks they got the answer to the same old blues

Like a hot smokin’ pistol on a saturday night You gotta go for the throat You gotta fight for your life

The more things change The more they stay the same Everyone’s your brother till you turn the other way The more things change The more they stay the same All we need’s a miracle to take us all away from the pain Take me away

Like a hot smokin’ pistol on a saturday night You gotta go for the throat You gotta fight for your life

The more things change The more they stay the same Everyone’s your brother till you turn the other way The more things change The more they stay the same All we need’s a miracle to take us all away

The more things change The more they stay the same Everyone’s your brother till you turn the other way The more things change The more they stay the same All we need’s a miracle

The more things change The more things change The more things change The more things change The more things change The more things change The more things change