The freeway is jammed
and it's backed up for miles
The car is an oven and baking is
wild
Nothing is ever the way it should be
What we deserve we just don't get you see
A
briefcase, a lunch and a man on the edge
Each step gets closer to losing his head
Is
someone in heaven are they looking down
'Cause nothing is fair just you look
around
Falling down
Falling down
Falling down
He's sick
of waiting of lying like this
There's a hole in the sky for the angels to kiss
Branded a
leper because you don't fit
In the land of the free
You can live by your
wits
Once he built missiles a nations defence
Now he can't even give birthday
presents
Across the city he leaves in his wake
A glimpse of the future a cannibal
state
