Lately I, I've been headed for a breakdown
Every time I leave my house
Well, it feels just like a shakedown
Between the 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
Oh God, why you been
Hanging out in that old 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
Oh God, why you been
Hanging out in that old violin
While Ive been waiting for you
To pull me through?
Oh God
Oh God
Oh God, why you been
Hanging out in that old violin
While I've been waiting for you
To pull me through?
Oh, God
Oh, God
Oh, God
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