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 headlines
The front page hope is missing
Working away on a rebuilt freeway
Straight away from the slash and burn cities
Hindsight is there
On a road sign 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
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 headlines
The front page hope is missing
Working away on a rebuilt freeway
Straight away from the slash and burn cities
Hindsight is there
On a road sign 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
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