I'm a rat in a rat race
I'm a bat in a batcave
A fish in a big wave
A hard working wage slave
I just count the black sheep
When I'm trying to get sleep
I'm a prey in full prayer
I'm a fly but I'm in deep
So we never had a plan
Never thought we'd lose
To this kind of blues
I can't sleep cause I worry
I'm a soul without worship
A junkie on bad trips
A rock 'n roll artist
So we never had a plan
Never thought we'd lose
To this kind of blues
So when we were young
We had a life or two to choose
Just romantic fools
Way out
Way out of here
You'll never be free
You will never be free
So we never had a plan
Never thought we'd lose
To this kind of blues
Wasted
Wasted our time
If you never grow wings
You never will fly