When I wake up, I'm dirty Only my shadows are clean It's a dying trend to be lonely Just patterns on Saturn and me, yeah When I walked out the wayside When I had nowhere to be Run around slick like ya silver Rail time starts about three So what could I do? Yeah, what could I do? What could I do? Huh Hanging out, hang on the wayside Leave your lead head on the line The velvet hallway trembles The glamour, it falls off you, yeah Don't think that it's a shame, man Shame you're not so crash anymore I slept in a velvet casino I left on a flying horse So what could I do? Yeah, what could I do? Yeah, what could I do? Huh What could I do?