Man On the Edge (Live)

The freeway is jammed and it's backed up for miles

This car is an oven and baking is wild

Nothing is ever the way it should be

What we deserve we don't get, you see

A briefcase, a lunch and a man on the edge

Each step gets closer to losing his head

Is someone in heaven, are they looking down?

Nothing is fair, you look around

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down

He's sick of waiting, of lying like this

There's a hole in the sky for the angels to kiss

Branded a leper because you don't fit

In the land of the free, you just live by your wits

Once he built missiles, a nation's defense

Now he can't even give birthday presents

Across the city, he leaves in his wake

A glimpse of the future, a cannibal state

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down

The freeway is jammed and it's backed up for miles

This car is an oven and baking is wild

Nothing is ever the way it should be

What we deserve we just don't get, you see

A briefcase, a lunch and a man on the edge

Each step gets closer to losing his head

Is someone in heaven, are they looking down?

Nothing is fair, you look around

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down

Falling down