I'm at the bottom of the food chain
The've got me working with a ball and chain
My younger days they just went down the drain and all I can do is sigh
The daily grind just leads to dispair
A dream that turned into a nightmare
I even can't afford healthcare no matter how I try
They got no moral inhibitions and all the politicans just went insane
But while I pay my taxes they just sit back and relax and play the money game
Yeah, they just pass us by
My job is giving me a migraine and I don't feel alright
And Zimmy was a singing 'bout the hard rain. And he sure was right
Just wanne get home to you, get home to you.
Wish I could get home to you, get home to you
Maybe to you it doesn't matter but i'm really feeling battered
Just like Jagger sang I'm shattered and I just try to provide
Maybe I'll just quit and then really will hit me like a freight train
I guess I'll have to stay a clerk untill they yank me from my work with a golden chain
I'll just be waiting to die
This ain't exactly what I asked for. I feel like a dinosaur
It really seems I'm caught up in a dead end street and now my future looks so bleak
Just wanne get home to you, get home to you.
Wish I could get home to you, get home to you
Get get get home. I just wanne get home. I wish I could go home
Oh honey I need to get home to you