Isn't way too hot
Burning my feet on the rocks
You know I'm on fire
You don't think before you speak
Counting the days by the week
And I'm so tired
Tugging away at my strings
You keep doing these things
But I'm no liar
Pulling my throat at the seam
The asphalt is making me weak
The Devil's choir
It's only your first day
Why should you get a say
You're bringing me down
And in some funny old way
I'm looking blue in the face
I'm sporting a frown
Think you got something to say
I see the look on your face
You look like a clown