Ex-Con

Whenever I get dressed up I feel like an ex-con Trying to make good Whenever I get dressed up I feel like an ex-con Trying to make good Jean jacket and tie Feel like such a lie Then I go to your house I feel like I'm Casing the joint In the grocery store In line behind a mother and a child I'm going to take that child I'm going to take that child I'm going to take that child See because alone in my room I feel like such a part of the community But out on the streets I feel like a robot by the river Alone in my room I feel such a warmth for the community But out on the streets Out on the streets I feel like a robot by the river Looking for a drink