We lead two different lives, just like two lines that never cross And here we are together, standing closer than we are But we're still standing here
There's an evenin' haze settlin' over town Starlight by the edge of the creek The buyin' power of the proletariat's gone down Money's gettin' shallow
Get off the bus and I caught myself running Into the truck stop at three in the morning Oh shit And you thought you had time to take a dump Drop the kids
It was a rainy night when he came into sight Standing by the road, no umbrella, no coat So I pulled up along side and I offered him a ride He accepted
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Rub your eyes and look again Facial features show the strain But don't back a, don't back away Idle hours lost their charm They won't do you any harm
i went out walking just had to think all day spent talking really need a drink we have the luxury of fighting in our seats a price for any justice the
the info-mercial home shopping club. the money flows from young and old cash cash cow coming home. all style no substance. the flashy cars expensive clothes
it seems more and more the future's filled with uncertainty we seem to find ourselves living in an age of anxiety i know, we go, on living fearfully the
* - first demo as a six piece, in Culver City, 1981, by some hippie at some shitty 8 track studio (enjoy!) ** - "What Price Happiness" 7" session recorded
i need to say my life has turned around today. i know i'm lucky to be here. its been hard but i know i'm strong. i can survive. it's true the pain reminds
i don't understand the fucked up shit we do and i won't pretend that it's ok and look the other way i'll never know i'll never know what it means to be
Hangin' around, we've got nothing to do Ain't got much money so we've little to lose Having fun is all that counts Today's here, tomorrow's always in
My minds a shambles, I can't get straight I'm so afraid, afraid with hate My minds a shambles, I don't know where I'm coming or going or if I care Tell
i looked at you with curiostiy but when you looked at me i turned away and i remember when you first spoke to me you told me you didn't want to live
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there was a time not long ago when we'd get shit, everywhere we'd go but times have changed and so have we we're creeping up on society stop complaining
this is a story of so-called friends, just opportunist, take what they can trust and honour are words to them they smile while they stab you in the back
