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 hust
lers who all seem
to feed upon each other
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
Oh God why you been
Hanging out in that ol' violin
While I've been waiting for you
to pull me
through
Oh God why you been
Hanging out in that ol' violin
While I've been waiting for you
to pull me
through