Lullaby

[I don't have to tell you things
are bad, everybody knows things are bad
It's a depression
Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their jobs
A dollar buys a nickels worth, banks are going bust
Shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter
Punks are running wild in the street and there's nobody
anywhere seems to know what to do and there's no end to it
We know, the air is not fit to breathe, our food is not fit to eat
We sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster tells us that
today we had 15 homicides and 63 violent
crimes as if that's the way it's supposed to be
We know things are bad, worse than bad
They're crazy, it's like everything everywhere is going crazy so we
don't go out anymore.
We sit in the house and slowly the world we're living in is getting
smaller and all we say is please please leave us alone in our living
rooms, let me have my toaster and my TV and my steel
coated radio, and I won't say anything just leave us alone
Well I'm not going to leave you alone, I want you to get mad
I want you to progress [??
] and I don't want you to run and I don't want to tell you to tell
you to write to your Congressman
because I don't know what to tell you to write
I don't know what to do about the depression or the inflation or the
Russians or the crime in the street.
All I know is that first you got to get mad,
you've got to say it I'm a human being goddammit!
And my life has value]

I got friends in high places and limited time
I got a long list of women who pay me in kind
I got different reasons for wasting my mind
I don't need nothing when I wanna get high
But I gotta keep rolling just to get by

I got different voices [hahaha] inside my head
I got plenty of demons under my bed
But I don't get scared cos I'm already dead
And I'm walking round looking like I've never been fed
I tell a million stories with no words said

Sing me to sleep, sing me a love song
Sing me a lullaby, days gone by
Sing me to sleep, sing me a love song
Sing me a lullaby, days gone by

Sell my soul to the devil just to get paid
I'm taking one last breath as reality fades
Wasting time on the streets where heroes are made
Now I'm hanging round your place trying to get laid
I got different methods for wasting my day

Yeah I'm turning twenty-nine at the end of the year
Yeah I wonder if they'll find me in the blood and the gear
I'm in a little bit of trouble cos I got no fear
It's like I'm crying out loud but nobody can hear
I got plenty good reasons for hiding my tears

Sing me to sleep, sing me a love song
Sing me a lullaby, days gone by
Sing me to sleep, ah sing me a love song
Sing me a lullaby, days gone by