Road to Joy

The sun came up with no conclusions

Flowers sleeping in their beds

The city's cemetery's humming

I'm wide awake, it's morning

I have my drugs, I have my woman

They keep away my loneliness

My parents, they have their religion

But sleep in separate houses

I read the body count out of the paper

And now it's written all over my face

No one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter

Sometimes that's just the most comfortable place

So I'm drinking, breathing, writing, singing

Everyday I'm on the clock

My mind races with all my longings

But can't keep up with what I got

So I hope I don't sound too ungrateful

What history gave modern man?

A telephone to talk to strangers

Machine guns and the camera lens

So when you're asked to fight a war that's over nothing

It's best to join the side that's gonna win

And no one's sure how all of this got started

But we're gonna make 'em goddamn certain how it's gonna end

Oh yeah, we will

Oh yeah, we will

Well I could have been a famous singer

If I had someone else's voice

But failures always sounded better

Let's fuck it up, boys

Make some noise

The sun came up with no conclusions

Flowers sleeping in their beds

The city's cemetery's humming

I'm wide awake, it's morning