I'm standing on the outside lookin' in
I'm standing on the outside lookin' in
Whoa-oh, I never strayed outside the law
I'm standing on the outside lookin' in
A room full of money and the born to win
And no amount of work's gonna get me through the door
When I go walkin' down Bluewater Bay
I surface in the city at the end of the day
Whoa-oh, I got a bad case of the bends
I'm standing on the sidewalk, you can see
Somebody everybody wants to be
And they got the means to justify every end
I got a friend broke through illegally
Pulled a job on a small-town T.A.B
Five grand down on his own little piece of Eden
And I know
And I know
The first thing I do when I get into town
Is buy a .22 and cut the whole thing down
No amount of work's gonna buy my way to freedom
I'm on the outside lookin' in
I'm standing on the outside lookin' in
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh yeah
I'm standing on the outside lookin' in
I'm standing on the outside lookin' in
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh yeah
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh yeah
Whoa-oh, whoa-oh, oh yeah!