You
know I'm on a
trip I'm always ready to kick ass
Up on the stage I'm in a rage
Yes I'm having the time of my life
Yes indeed, what a sweet, sweet life it is
I'm just some local troubadour
Chained with a loo and a string
Ain't good for nothing trouble
They're just two fools living up to their names
And now it's starting to rain on my parade
No there's nothing like the real world to
get me down Nothing like the world outside which turns
me upside down
Makes me feel like I'm dead in town
On one way,
dead end street There's no way out,
no way out
Of this living hell No way out, no way out
Unless you walk in the sand No way out,
no way out
Of this living hell
Living hell
You know I had it made in the shade
Thinking that it's not so bad after all
That's when I woke up,
smelled the pop and now I'm back where I started again
Yes,
and now it's falling rain on my parade
No
there's nothing like the real world to get me down
No one is there to lift you up or to drag you down
Can't you see that we're dead in town
On one way, dead end street
There's no way out,
no way out Of this living hell
No way out,
no way out Unless you walk in the sand
No way out, no way out Of this living hell
Living hell
No way out,
no way out Unless you walk in the sand
I guess I live in hell