You told the same story I heard before
From a different corner of a different bar
Well, does anyone have an original thought?
Trying to be the next rich kid rip-off
Never knew where I could go wrong
I'm not getting any older
Running through the door revolver
You say I'm getting defensive but
I'm not quite so condescending, well
I want to mean as much to the city as it means to me, well
Head down, aiming for the clouds
As you can see on my resume I'm a closer
ABC all the consumers
Living just outside the city line
Commuting there is a bitch
But I got my gambling addiction
Listening to talk radio all of the time
I got my car in the shop
Just tell me how much it costs
Use the rest of my day off to scream at the sky
I got experience, yeah, I said experience
If only I were older they'd take me more serious
You say I'm getting defensive but
I'm not quite so condescending
I've got countless volumes full of all I'm not
Still, I can't tell you who I am
I just want to mean as much to the city as it means to me, well
Head down, aiming for the clouds