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