Down

What the fuck do I do all day laying in bed
Caught in a web of desire
What the fuck can it mean all the noise in my head
Hanging my heart on a wire
Lost and found and lost again
Making daddy proud
Got my tongue all caught in my throat
Trying to tell you I’m down
The 46th floor has a beautiful view
But I’m living down in the basement
And I got no reception so I can’t call you
And you can’t call me so we’re even
Leaving town with nothing left
Making daddy proud
How can a man get anything done
Feeling this way? I’m down
Listening to records about high school and girls
Caught in a meaningless circle
Strangled to death by your ropy gold curls
Watching the sky — turning purple
All the drugs didn’t do me no good
I’m sick of non-stop anesthetic
And I want the world to remember my name
But I know you’ll probably forget it