text: Revolving doors, what have I done?
  Someone on the TV, a tepid loss
  Revolving doors, what will I become?
  A redneck song
  Paid up for seven
  But he only got an eight now, now
  I feel that Im paused by all the pills
  I see no wrong in here
  On a foggy day
  I sit in a diner and the Beatles play
  Im paid up for a seven
  But I only got S.O. eight, oh, now
  I feel that Im paused by all the pills
  I seem to run out here
  Revolving doors
  Its stormy on the Eastern Seaboard
  He got silver up his nose
  He paid up for three
  But got only two
  Then he said
  Seems I was born for this
  Seems I was born to this
  Revolving doors
  Revolving doors