I marched miles over miles never asking 'why'thirty six monthes I gave them(reffering the 3 years mandatory service)But I'm cool with that, not making any scenesjust wanna talk about at, but this city's asleep.I had a dream and I'm looking for its meaningin it I was a waiter and no one left me a dime for a tipor that I'm jumping head first into an empty poolor that I'm naked on stage and everybody's staring.When they need you they all say "Yo let's go!"but when it comes to the paycheckthe boss goes M.I.ANo one's gonna give you insuranceand untill the money's in your pocket, you've got nothing.So many addictions I feel I'm gonna be sick;Coffee, cigarettes, w.sex4free.co.il(reffering to porn sites)Who am I? what am I? what do I wanna be?kissing my hand for luck and roll away the diceGoing through life without signaling right or leftand hiding the signs for the upcoming breakdownI wanted to be a vegetarian, but I'm gobbling down meatpromised myself I won't miss out on anythingI reckoned some class could fix my head up goodbut I'm making up excuses to stay lying on the couchSetting my alarm for nine, getting up on nine fourtyComing late to a meeting again, and blaming it on trafficI'm crazy about soccer, but I never watch a gameteeth full of holes and I'm grabbing another snackI want to be happy, but end up being sadmy head is well balb, and that's a painfull issueI wanted to learn at least five languagesall I learned eventually is how to cut myself more slackNightouts, pleasures, chick - no shortage of any of thosewell, actually I need one serious girl, and quick.I'm not an hypocrite, I'm just 'adjustable'no I'm not crazy, but an inspection can't do any harm..Sometimes it's so hard to be me;to make money but no to become materialisticWanna buy it all, but stay out of debtsI wanna watch the TV but avoid the commercialsSometimes it seems easy to shut up, to silentto bring another style; not to rush, not to sell outWanna get merried but not to grow upwanna smoke but not to become addicted.."
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