Lyrics

Somebody told me it didn't make sense
But some day they'll need me
I think they'll need me

Pass the papers back to the paper boy
Smoking with the President, congratulations on your government
It can't be wrong, we're all just addicts too

But I heard that there's nothing you can do
so I think I'll just live the way I want to
Even though, I might rust up in the snow

All my life
I've been watching, waiting, willing to survive
The prosecutor has arrived and there's madness in his eye
Oh, we'll sell it to the people
Yeah

You look tired
You don't look well
I try to get up but I can't help but feel held down
Take what I have
'cause I don't need it any way you do
There's too many voices in my head

Work, work, work your precious bones
And wash them down the drain
I've got these hands around my neck
They want my soul
I'll just keep talking
I can't find a reason
They say I have too much time on my hands

Come on, take your time, take your time, take your time
But you won't find anything

Tell my mind
I won't be coming home
Tell my mind
I won't be coming home

One more drink to pass the time
Don't you worry I"ll be fine