Head in the gutter

Feet on the dash

Driving in circles

Just watching time pass

Tell me when I can breathe

Wherever I like

Turn me out down the line

But I don't really wanna know why

There's food in the kitchen

And trash on the floor

With luxuries laying around

Do we ask for more

What a world

The neighborhoods busy

All running in place

The cards on table

Just taking up space

Tell me when I can see

Whoever I like

Do I want what I need

Do they ever happen at the same time

There's dirt on the carpet

The dishes aren't done

With luxuries laying around

Are we having fun

What a world