Me And The Others

Weather takes a turn
to greet the waking world ---
winds whisper 'Good Morning',
all icy breath and water falling.
Catch the early train,
fan the inner-city flames ---
‘Conomy beast is turning
it's the lifestyle you are earning.
So you’re gonna wanna sell your suit and tie --- today is the day
So there’s something wrong in your life? --- the city’s a-rage!
Scolded by the inner-city flames. I suppose everyone is the same
But my head is on fire. My head is on fire.
You can't stop what falls
you of the high-rise world
all you have and you're so alone
maybe tonight you won't commute back home.
So you’re gonna wanna sell your suit and tie --- today is the day
So there’s something wrong in your life? --- the city’s a-rage!
Scolded by the inner-city flames. I suppose everyone is the same
But my head is on fire. My head is on fire.
So you’re gonna wanna sell your suit and tie --- today is the day
So there’s something wrong in your life? --- the city’s a-rage!
Scolded by the inner-city flames. I suppose everyone is the same
But my head is on fire. My head is on fire.
The phone ringing all the time ---
The boss wants more of my life ---
I am only twenty-five.