On The Case - Carl Broemel

I saw an old man hold out his hand

And I didn’t care at all

But I spot a stray dog that’s probably lost

And I’ll stop the car

I know that something’s off but I can’t stop

Rolling my golden way

The past has long been prologue

But I am on the case

Everywhere I go

They’re trying to raise some dough

But I didn’t give a dime

I spent eighty bucks on four bottles of wine

And I didn’t bat an eye

I know that something’s off but I can’t stop

Rolling my golden way

The past has long been prologue

But I am on the case

Scary how easy it is to waste the day

Staring at a screen

While gathering dust the stack of unfinished books

That I’ll have to start again

I know that something’s off but I can’t stop

Rolling my golden way

The past has long been prologue

But I am on the case