these troubled day's just go on on and on
i'm losing sleep and i sink like a stone
want to call the maker on phone
ask him where the magic has all gone

and the sound of the drum
leaves me perfectly high
and the sound of drum
leaves me perfectly numb
see the cannnotball fly through
the hole in the sky

and i'm leaving for good
this time i am leaving for good
this time is right time i'd stay if i could
and the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly high

these troubled day just go on and on seems like a
waste just to try to be strong
all this melancholy wears me down
a sentimental breakdown is coming around

and the sound of the drum
leaves me perfectly high
and the sound of drum
leaves me perfectly numb
see the cannnotball fly through
the hole in the sky

and i'm leaving for good
this time i am leaving for good
this time is right time i'd stay if i could
and the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb
teah the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb
oh the sound of the drum leaves me perfectly numb