Down on Freestreet Buried six feet down In a one horse Carefully locked door town Where no one ever comes around There ain't nothing there to be found
I got time for some rock and roll Never really cared about my soul Workin' all day won't get me far So I will set it for a six-pack and a fast car Pack
The ship has sunk and hit rock bottom We played our parts not very well So it has come to an end We wanted blessings and we got 'em But there's no sequel
You're pushin' your luck You wanna come on through You're pushin' it too hard You don't know what to do You wanna get around, you're gonna fuck it all
I have a TV screen of some 32 inches TV dinner and an easy chair From where I view a disaster And switch the channel fast And thank my lucky star I wasn
Hurtin' time Hurtin' time You put the hurt on me, babe I put the hurt right back That's a lot of hurt and we're heading Down on a nowhere track My eye
I'm in heavy, I'm in deep I look cool but inside I weep I'm older but sure ain't as wise As I pretend to it's mostly all lies I'm a liar, I'm a cheat
I wanted the women To go round the world Got the boat down to Helsinki city With boys who act like little girls Ain't quite what I pictured Ain't quite
How could I care about getting a day job How could I care about having a plan If you get hit by a car you won't make it far So I'm just playin' in a rock
Since I left, I've been gone so long and I can't turn back I don't miss what I never had or what I lack Hard to hit a shot from the hip hot steamin' lead
Poor little girl born to a modern world Lonely, lonely Teenage angst ridden tried to make herself heard Lonely, lonely From a one horse town to a burg
You say you wanna help me out But you just fill my head with doubt I got my own reality and it Sure ain't virtual It's my highway And I choose my lane
Passers by coincide with me Steppin' out, cross my line Feelin' sick, feel like shit But I always say I'm fine One stab in the back after another I've
Try to convince yourself that you're doing me a favor When not too deep inside you that it ain't so So you compete with the arts And your act is climbing
Hit it Well, do you know what to do When the world come crashin' down at your chances But when it's fallin' apart Do you know what to do Well, are you
Lights are out in the street where I stand It sure would be great to have a clock with no hands Met a man, said he was wise and in tune Lazy Sundays turn
Hound dogs, they are fighting In a room with a ten lock door Waitin' for the second sighting Plastered to a wall in a store They got dope, they got high
She got me burning I've got a fever and I'm feeling beat My blood's boiling in a place so special Between my head and feet I got my mind made up But