The Dude

When the curtains close, the people go home and the lights get low I slip into my coat, and venture into the unknown I walk a lonely road, where people duck down when the cold winds blow And no one seems to know, the folks that they pass as they go Mayby I'm the truth, mayby I'm a chief, mayby I'm that dude that you saw on the street Standing in the waiting line, mayby I'm just waisting time Mayby I'm a sinner, mayby I'm a saint, mayby i'm that dude that you saw down the way Standing in the waiting line, mayby I'm just wasting time Sometimes it's like the city is a beast, looking up from down below When I'm walking on the streets And the people that I meet, never look me in the eye They're too bussy with the bills and the lack of nine to fives I just crack a little smile, tip my hat and then I pass Been practacing a while, I'm a master at the craft And I'm guessing so are you, but it doesn't make a diffrance The city got us cramped up, and the city makes us distant Just another misfit, robbed of his ambition Falling of the radar drifting off into the distance Always on some mission, Always searching for a purpose Whatever he does, feels like he's scratching on the surface He just keeps trying, trying to squeeze a diamond, from a lump of coal People walking by him, stare out at the scilence, 'cause they don't know Mayby I'm the truth, mayby I'm a chief, Mayby I'm that dude that you saw on the street Standing in the waiting line, mayby I'm just waisting time Mayby I'm a sinner, mayby I'm a saint, Mayby i'm that dude that you saw down the way Standing in the waiting line, mayby I'm just wasting time So in my solitude I sit, just like lady day once sat And the bit is in the place, where my babyface was at Looking back at all the days, through my aviator frames All the characters are different, but the play remain the same Aint it strange like my brother Daniel thaught me We're all born originals but end up like copies And all of the monotony got me feeling kind of stream line Just another drone, buzz-buzzing in the bee hive Working for a queen who's getting senile Treating everyone like shit and expecting a free ride From all us little average Joes, soldiers of the status quo Living in the shadow of a city full of bad, it's so He just keeps trying, trying to squeeze a diamond, from a lump of coal People walking by him, stare out at the scilence, 'cause they don't know Mayby I'm the truth, mayby I'm a chief, Mayby I'm that dude that you saw on the street Standing in the waiting line, mayby I'm just waisting time Mayby I'm a sinner, mayby I'm a saint, Mayby i'm that dude that you saw down the way Standing in the waiting line, mayby I'm just wasting time