Lately I, I've been heading for a breakdown Every time I leave my house It feels just like a shake down Between street sweepers and the pushers are the lawyers Who may as well be butchers Between the small timing hustlers who all, seem to feed upon each other
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Oh God why you been Hanging out in that ol' violin While I've been waiting for you, to pull me through
Lately I, every time I try to lie down Well my mind just gets away I can't even close my eyes now Between the big fish ambition, and the lovers Using words as ammunition Between wood planks I've been pacing endless Impossible dream that I've been chasing