Lately I,
Ive been heading for a breakdown
Every time I leave my house
Well It feels just like a shake down
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 ol violin
While Ive been waiting for you,
to pull me through?
Lately I,
Every time I try to lie down
Well my mind just gets away
I cant even close my eyes now
Between the big fish ambition, and the lovers
Using words as ammunition
Between wood planks Ive been pacing endless
Impossible dream that Ive been chasing
Oh God why you been
Hanging out in that ol violin
While Ive been waiting for you,
to pull me through?
Oh, God
Oh, God
Oh, God, why you been
Hanging out in that ol violin
While Ive been waiting for you,
to pull me through?
Oh, God
Oh, God
Oh, God
