Caught off guard by the gutter
Everybody's spending his time
Just building and making
Someday someone will say, for what
Nine to five in a blind alley
Equals three sheets to the wind
Can't remember when it started
Don't know where that it ends
And there's never a dull day
When you're beaten by nonfiction
God still reads the headlinesthe front page hope is missing
Working away on a rebuilt freeway
Straight away from the slash and burn cities
Hindsight is there
On a roadsign pointed nowhere
No one gets off here
No way to slow down
There's peace of mind somewhere
For every someone that never thinks about it
And there's never a dull day
When you're beaten by nonfiction
God still reads the headlineswe're all listening
For every drop of sweat that it takes
To speak out in wonder
Never knowing how or when to duck next
Just sitting here punch drunk, all the wiser
Way in overhead Caught off guard by the gutter Everybody's spending his time Just building and making Someday someone will say, for what Nine to five in a blind alley Equals three sheets to the wind Can't remember when it started Don't know where that it ends And there's never a dull day When you're beaten by nonfiction God still reads the headlinesthe front page hope is missing Working away on a rebuilt freeway Straight away from the slash and burn cities Hindsight is there On a roadsign pointed nowhere No one gets off here No way to slow down There's peace of mind somewhere For every someone that never thinks about it And there's never a dull day When you're beaten by nonfiction God still reads the headlineswe're all listening For every drop of sweat that it takes To speak out in wonder Never knowing how or when to duck next Just sitting here punch drunk, all the wiser Explain Request ×
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