Hot Tuna. Day To Day Out The Window Blues. Zeneszám

Well, if the world's an oyster in your stew
You know you've got a hungry friend
Your favorite horse has turned to glue
Don't kid yourself about the end

Well now, if life ain't worth living and time ain't no fun
You better jump out the window and run

Trouble, trouble round your door
The stork has left your chimney bare
Your best friend thinks you're out to lunch
And satisfaction just ain't there

Well now, if Christmas comes and Santa's dead
A stocking covers up your head