Road To Joy

The sun came up with no conclusions

Flowers sleepin' in their beds

The city cemetary's hummin'

I'm wide awake, its mornin'

I have my drugs, I have my woman

they keep away my loneliness

My parents, they have their religion

But sleep in seperate houses

I read the body count out of the paper

And now its written all over my face

No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter

Sometimes thats just the most comfortable place

So I'm drinkin, breathin, writin, singin

Every day I'm on the clock

My mind races with all my longings

But can't keep up with what I got

And so I hope I dont sound too ungratefull

Well, history gave modern man

A telephone to talk to strangers

Machine guns and a camera lense

So when you're asked to fight a war thats over nothing

Its best to join the side thats gonna win

No ones sure how all of this got started

But we're gonna make 'em God damn certain how its gonna end

Oh yah we will, oh yah we will!

Well I could have been a famous singer

If I had some one else's voice

But failures always sounded better

Let's fuck it up boys, make some noise!

The sun came up with no conclusions

Flowers sleepin' in their beds

The city cemetary's hummin'

I'm wide awake, its mornin'!