Inside Looking Out

I'm on the inside looking out. Life is meaningless there's no doubt. To be meaningless is such an ugly bore But with your charm who could ask for anything more, HAH! Then there's me trapped by cravings and wicked company The desire to be such intense emotion exploding inside of me That I'm afraid I would have been doomed and blind to see, Never to see. I'm on the inside looking out A laugh of the crowd there's no doubt To be meaningless is such an ugly bore. Yeah! Yeah! There's all kinds of wealth, no health And even a pink cadillac, Velvet suits and blue suede shoes Silk skirts ripping off your back. But there's you with eyes so blue, Hair so blond and looking so fine, To love and take care of me. Yeah! So you know so I don't crack I may walk outside and to my surprise, Get hit by a car— Or be sitting under a palm tree And contemplating my fate. And to my utter horror be struck by a moon-flying cigar While tuning my guitar and eating off my plate You know it happens eating off my plate I'm on the inside looking out I'm on the inside looking out Looking out—Looking out—