The Story Never Changes
- Jo Camilleri, Nick Smith
bless
this wine and curse your load
it gets dark on that stretch
of road
stay awhile, come on in from
the cold
raise your cup and kiss the
beast
join me now in a poor man's
feast
stick around, we'll spend
a little traitor's gold
pour a shot of sympathy
we ain't exactly strangers
we might tell it differently
but the story never changes
lift your eyes don't hide
your face
ain't no crime to fall from
grace
take your time don't shiver
out in the rain