There's an overworked term called the blues.
But to me - it's just plain bad news.
There are times in this life
When nothing seems to work out right.
I'm sticking it out
But they're sticking it to me again.
What's a guy gonna do
With his busted dreams and the mixed up news
Of this crazy, crazy world?
They say things will change...
So I'm sticking it out
But they're sticking it to me again.
Nobody told me I'd be sleeping in this cold rain.
Be a friend - won't you stand my watch awhile?
We live in desperate times.
I'm holding on - but My God
I could use a little breathing time.
Life in the mainstream...
Seen from the slipstream.
I'm sticking it out
But they're sticking it to me again.
Grant me speed.
Grant me power.
I'm getting weaker by the hour.
I'm sticking it out
But they're sticking it to me again.
You can tell my friends I'm somewhere short of halfway...
Not quite there - and not quite left behind.
Oh...these desperate times.
I'm holding on...but My God
I could use a little breathing time.