Sitting in the lazy chair,
the channels look the same
I realize that the roof is stable
and start to feel ashamed
it's cold outside but don't ask me
the weather's fine in here
ask the man around the corner
who lives his life in fear

Two hundred pennies,
forty ounces later he's okay
he doesn't have the pressure
to think about the next day
but I bet it's something
cold and hard and grey

Complaining and whining all the time,
I never seem to quit
always lying to myself,
a show that seems to fit

never is a long time and it feels
like I'm a clock
ticking like a time bomb,
someday soon his life will stop

I listen to the radio
but nothing good is on
my friends are calling up
but I'm pretending that I'm gone
we're all pieces in a chess game
he's a p___

I wonder how it turned out like this,
no one seems to care
the scale has tipped me fortunate
is this what we call fair?
but I've never had the mind to know it
never had the guts to show it
I know one thing his dream is my nightmare

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