I´m feeling so alone now
They cut the telephone uh huh
Yeah my life is just a mess

I threw it all away now

I could have made a fortune
I lost the craving for success

And as the acrobats they tumble
So the corn begins to crumble
While in the mirror
She admires a brand new dress

Live on the second floor now
They´re trying to bust the door down
Soon I´ll have a new address

So much for liberation
They´ll have a celebration
Yeah I´ve been under too much stress

And as the cloud begin to rumble
So the juggler makes his fumble

And the sun upon my wall is getting less

Don´t, give a damn
Fight, while you can
Kill, shoot ´em up
They´ll run amuck
Shout, Judas
Loud, they´ll hear us
Soldier, sailor, New York Tailor
They´ll run for cover when they discover
Everyone´s a nervous wreck now

I used to think she was so nimble
Would have bought her as symbol
But now I can´t afford the pen to sign her checks
Don´t give a damn............................

They´ll run for cover when they discover

Everyone´s a nervous wreck now
Life´s just a bummer they got your number
We´ll give as good as we get now
Rise from the gutter, stick with each other
We´ll drive ´em over the edge now
They´re gonna bleed, that´s what they need
We´ll get together and blow their cover
We´re ready
Yeah we´re ready
Yeah we´re ready