oh, i'm on to you...
you play the part of a fool
wolf in sheep's clothing

while walking downtown
wind gusts were my misfortune
but made someone's day

like a big brown bear
searching for a small morsel;
i'm looking for you

the stores are all dead
picked to death the weeks before
the homes are all full

rain hitting the ground
under a grey cloudy sky
i've still got my bliss

i daydream of her
what would my "dream girl" be like....
... she makes me smile

the liquor and drugs
i'm lookin' for the good life
locked up in this cell

you were born this way
you will fight it your whole life
you will die this way