Letras
Me mother always said to me
There's no rest for the wicked
You're on a handcart bound for hell
And on a one-way ticket
But when the road calls out to you
And you have the urge for roving
It's too late then to change your mind
About the life you've chosen
There is no end in sight
The fire is brightly burning
We curse and swear without a care
As the hands of time keep turning
There is no end in sight
But we're not speculating
We'll sing and play and tear away
And keep the devil waiting
There is no end in sight
The fire is brightly burning
We curse and swear without a care
As the hands of time keep turning
There is no end in sight
But we're not speculating
We'll sing and play and tear away
And keep the devil waiting
After fifty years or more
We thought we might retire
But sitting on me arse all day
Is not what I desire
There must be something more in life
Than going out to pasture
And I'll be damned if I give in
And age becomes my master
There is no end in sight
The fire is brightly burning
We curse and swear without a care
As the hands of time keep turning
There is no end in sight
But we're not speculating
We'll sing and play and tear away
And keep the devil waiting
As you'd expect there's some regrets
But time has ways of healing
Slights will ease and fade away
And peace of mind comes stealing
Life's too short to fuss and fight
Or dwell on loss and sorrow
We'll ramble on and let the others
Worry 'bout tomorrow
There is no end in sight
The fire is brightly burning
We curse and swear without a care
As the hands of time keep turning
There is no end in sight