John Wesley Harding - Ask Why

There's a panic on the streets
A reputation on a line
A revolution every minute
Nothing's gonna keep time
Ask why
Ask why

The president's understudy
Fluffing his cues
He sure must have the self-deception blues
Ask why
Ask why
Ask why
No-one ever looks at you straight in the face
Ask why
You're never at home but you're so outta place
Ask why
Ask why

The record's gotten scratchy
And there's dust in every groove
And the needle keeps on jumping
Everytime we make a move
Ask why
Ask why