7 in the morning, I've got to go to work To put some bread upon the table You know I'm not, a rich man class I'm a lower mutant hero And to spend my time for others To help their dreams become real While I see mine's, flushing down the sewer Is that really a good deal? Maybe this is why I'm here To make phonies just look better I think I give the best of me Maybe I am not so clever But at least I work for my share everyday Russian roulette is not a game I'm on I roll my dice day after day Looking for chances trying to take off That awkward moment when you ask What I'm doing with my life? Then you realize is "nothing" I've been trapped for too long Living sometimes on the dole Looking forward to see something My emotions are behind myself I react without no warning Will take time for you to understand There's some lambs that can't be owned C'mon, tell me that I am your friend Just tell me what you want Can't correct what need no fix Now I'll make it on my own That awkward moment when you ask What I'm doing with my life? Then you realize is nothing I've been trapped for too long Living sometimes on the dole Looking forward to see something Now I guess it comes to an end Now it's time to let it go Maybe no salvation in here for me But there's still maybe for you Blur conclusions drop no foolish lands I'll keep on searching for a scope One thing is for sure I tell you my friend I won't die as a drudge