Every time I leave my house
Well it feels just like a shake down
Between street sweepers and the pushers are the lawyers
Who may as well be butchers
Between the small timing hustlers who all, seem to feed upon each other
[Chorus:]
Oh God why you been
Hanging out in that ol' violin
While I've been waiting for you, to pull me through
Lately I, every time I try to lie down
Well my mind just gets away
I can't even close my eyes now
Between the big fish ambition, and the lovers
Using words as ammunition
Between the wood planks I've been pacing endless
Impossible dream that I've been chasing
[Chorus:]
Lately I, I've been heading for a breakdown Every time I leave my house Well it feels just like a shake down Between street sweepers and the pushers are the lawyers Who may as well be butchers Between the small timing hustlers who all, seem to feed upon each other [Chorus:] Oh God why you been Hanging out in that ol' violin While I've been waiting for you, to pull me through Lately I, every time I try to lie down Well my mind just gets away I can't even close my eyes now Between the big fish ambition, and the lovers Using words as ammunition Between the wood planks I've been pacing endless Impossible dream that I've been chasing [Chorus:] Explain Request ×
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