lost sight of ground
never been so down
nothing here to stand on
it`s a war-weary road
another faceless tombstone
nothing here to stand on
I turn to face the wind
may never get out
forever caught in a spin
no better place to begin
can`t find the phone, can`t hear to listencan`t take along what we`re missing
just as well to write this postcard from helland the bar clock says three a.m.
fallout shelter sign above the door
in other words, don`t come here anymore
too many miles between
I heard a dead man scream
nothing here to stand on
each and every step
reeling out more or less
nothing here to stand on
I turn to face the wind
may never get out
forever caught in a spin
no better place to begin
I turn to face the wind
may never get out
forever caught in a spin
no better place to begin
tried to stay, tried to run
there`s never been enough reason
to believe in anyone
this trickle-down theoryhas left all these pockets emptyand the bar clock says three a.m.
fallout shelter sign above the door
in other words, don`t come here anymore Send " Punch Drunk" Ringtone to your Cell