No Use For A Name - Sidewalk

sitting in the lazy chair
the channels look the same
i realize that the roof is stable
and start to feel ashamed
it's cold outside but don't ask me
the weather's fine in here
ask the man around the corner
who lives his life in fear

two hundred pennies
fourty ounces later he's okay
he doesn't have the pressure to think about the next daybut i bet it's something cold and hard and grey

complaining and whining all the time
i never seem to quit
always lying to myself
a shoe that seems to fit
never is a long time
and it feels like i'm a clock
ticking like a time bomb
someday soon his life will stop

i listen to the radio
but nothing good is on
may friends are calling up but i'm pretending that i'm gone
we're all pieces in a chess game
he's a pawn

i wonder how it turned out like this
no one seems to care
the scale has tipped me fortunate
is this what we call fair
but i've never had the mind to know it
never had the guts to show it
i know one thing
his dream is my nightmare