Story Behind The Song

None really, just releasing a little tension

Song Description

One mans observations and frustrations

Lyrics

Standing on my feet
Looking at the gound
Walking down the street
Listen to the sound
Whiz bang cadillac cruising down the boulevard
Hair brain maniac thinking life is really hard
Tell me what you see, do you think it's real
There's a man over there and he wants to make a deal
But you work so hard for that dirty dollar bill
But you gotta take a chance when you're cruising up a hill

But I get so tired, of being alone
Seems like everyone around me is made out of stone
And I get so tired, of trying to be good
Seems like eveyone around me is misunderstood

Living in a box, pictures on the wall
got a telephone, got know one to call
big fat zero on my t.v. screen, big fat lawyer in a limousine
Living on the edge, waiting for a ride
knocking on the door, can I come inside
pitch black alleyway, running through the dark
Can of gasoline waiting for a spark

But I get so tired, of being alone
Seems like everyone around me is made out of stone
And I get so tired, of trying to be good
Seems like eveyone around me is misunderstood

Play the game to win, don't get in the way
Maybe it's a sin, but I ain't got time to pray
Do this, do that, drag that ball and chain
Who you going to turn to when there ain't know one to blame
Rockets on the moon, poison in the stream
Is that how it is, or is it just a dream
Trapped like monkeys fighting in a cage
Self distruction in the modern age

But I get so tired, of being alone
Seems like everyone around me is made out of stone
And I get so tired, of trying to be good
Seems like eveyone around is misunderstood