Feeling the itch of a small town
I guess tonight I’m gonna run around
I was trying to hold out
Like a politician waiting for his next payout
A couple calls, a couple messages
and I’m possessing it, I’m running low
There’s a lot on the line they take your money and time
No one knows, no one knows
We get so low and we haven’t hit the bottom yet
And no one knows
That I’m feeling like there’s no doing right
I know they’re taking over, it’s a crime
And I feel alive when I do what I like
I know they’re building an explosion, say goodbye
Just read the news on the Internet, remember to pay the rent,
and there’s all the evidence you’re just surviving
We didn’t make it, we’re given it
And I am struggling with tons of it you’re working for none of it
I think it’s time that I slow it down
Working days always gets me down
About that time to be walking
I can see your lips but I can’t hear you talking
We get so low and we haven’t hit the bottom yet
And no one knows this is not a bottomless pit
And no one knows
That I’m feeling like there’s no doing right
I know they’re taking over, it’s a crime
And I feel alive when I do what I like
I know they’re building an explosion, say goodbye
By Chris Hartman