[Verse 1]
On the street corner, freezing cold, waiting for my lift
A piece of pie, staring high, I bought me a pleasant gift
On the wheels come, on the bay my ride
On this freezing night I might be able to get high
On the 'ssembly line, sweatin' for my bread
Shipping out to all the rest who seem to have it best
On the train ride back home, the window is my test
On this freezing night I might just get some G-d damn (or: good time) rest
[Chorus 1]
Oh, rolling, playing, working the system
Freely riding, I'm awfully trying, trying to get my back some
I'm only on this road again 'cuz my feet are more than tired
I can't seem to stop, can't seem to drop, can't seem to end this ride
[Verse 2]
In the cozy warmth of home, waiting there for you
The phones lines booked and no one's calling and all I know to do
In the crazy place I know as the inside of my head
Is banging, banging, banging me to death
In the wave of hope, the car horn sounding off
The phone lines jammed and full of talk, of you they're talking of
In the comfort of my arms, you've run up to the door
In this time, I'm quite surprised, you never did like me before
[Chorus 2]
Oh, darling, smiling, charming your way, you got me now
You're free to dine here, you're free to drive here, but I don't know how
I'm only on this road again 'cuz I feel you're more than tired
And I'm just trying, trying, trying to end this ride
On the street corner, freezing cold, waiting for my lift
A piece of pie, staring high, I bought me a pleasant gift
On the wheels come, on the bay my ride
On this freezing night I might be able to get high
On the 'ssembly line, sweatin' for my bread
Shipping out to all the rest who seem to have it best
On the train ride back home, the window is my test
On this freezing night I might just get some G-d damn (or: good time) rest
[Chorus 1]
Oh, rolling, playing, working the system
Freely riding, I'm awfully trying, trying to get my back some
I'm only on this road again 'cuz my feet are more than tired
I can't seem to stop, can't seem to drop, can't seem to end this ride
[Verse 2]
In the cozy warmth of home, waiting there for you
The phones lines booked and no one's calling and all I know to do
In the crazy place I know as the inside of my head
Is banging, banging, banging me to death
In the wave of hope, the car horn sounding off
The phone lines jammed and full of talk, of you they're talking of
In the comfort of my arms, you've run up to the door
In this time, I'm quite surprised, you never did like me before
[Chorus 2]
Oh, darling, smiling, charming your way, you got me now
You're free to dine here, you're free to drive here, but I don't know how
I'm only on this road again 'cuz I feel you're more than tired
And I'm just trying, trying, trying to end this ride
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