Song Description
Song about being overwhelmed by everything you're feeling so that you just want to rebel and go crazy.
| Song Length |
3:42 |
Genre |
Rock - Punk, Rock - Indie/Low-Fi |
| Tempo |
Fast (151 - 170) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
| Mood |
Frenzied, Nervous |
Subject |
Sanity/Insanity, Frustration |
| Similar Artists |
Buzzcocks, Foo Fighters |
Language |
English |
| Era |
2000 and later |
| |
Lyrics
Looking out of the kitchen door
Don't want to look, don't want to fight no more
I just want to get a grip on my own charade
I hear the static on the radio
I hear the public got a right to know
You get it sour enough and you can make lemonade
Now I can write, I'm a pretty good writer
I feel the hand on my neck is getting tighter
It goes in and stirs 'round and it comes out here
I could use another beer
I hear it's party time in Hollywood
I hear it all and I don't feel so good
A daily dose of depression just watching the news
There's a tornado when I look inside
You come along and get a wild ride
Nobody ever burst a vessel just screaming the blues
Out on the street, everybody's going crazy again
They're all dancing like the devil's own children
You look out and you frown, but I might go play
It doesn't matter anyway
No no no no no no no
No no no no no no no
Now now now now now now now