Why dont you be good for something and draw down the shade?
On a sign that sat up all night shivering
On a sign that sat up all night afraid
Well now, chains on the oasis that leads a man to drink
Drunk on the kind of applause that gets louder the lower you sink
Gratitude walks on Sixth Street
Pull it from the air, and they throw it in the blue
And youre spinning under their wheels
Trapped in your room
Youre jumpy
You dont want to see
You dont want to see them have their fun
Slap her face if she should laugh
Push him down if he should try and run
Take a number for your big woman
They sold the rules of dreamland in cotton, wool and cement
Well, its never what you want
Its just the kind of thing that always happens here
Yeah, you watch the good old days pass you by
Leaving your cupboards bare
Why dont you be good for something and draw down the shade?
On a sign that sat up all night shivering
On a sign that sat up all night afraid
Well now, chains on the oasis that leads a man to drink
Drunk on the kind of applause that gets louder the lower you sink
Gratitude walks on Sixth Street
Pull it from the air, and they throw it in the blue
And youre spinning under their wheels
Trapped in your room
Youre jumpy
You dont want to see
You dont want to see them have their fun
Slap her face if she should laugh
Push him down if he should try and run
Take a number for your big woman
They sold the rules of dreamland in cotton, wool and cement
Well, its never what you want
Its just the kind of thing that always happens here
Yeah, you watch the good old days pass you by
Leaving your cupboards bare
Why dont you be good for something and draw down the shade?
On a sign that sat up all night shivering
On a sign that sat up all night afraid
Well now, chains on the oasis that leads a man to drink
Drunk on the kind of applause that gets louder the lower you sink
Gratitude walks on Sixth Street
Pull it from the air, and they throw it in the blue
And youre spinning under their wheels
Trapped in your room
Youre jumpy
You dont want to see
You dont want to see them have their fun
Slap her face if she should laugh
Push him down if he should try and run
Take a number for your big woman
They sold the rules of dreamland in cotton, wool and cement
Well, its never what you want
Its just the kind of thing that always happens here
Yeah, you watch the good old days pass you by
Leaving your cupboards bare