I lay close to the ground
Eventually I'll get around
I'm bound to make a sound that's shocking
That'll keep everyone away from my property
Making me quite the man
The man without a standout plan
Let me know if I can't get through this rundown
I'm repaying all my tolls with
Midnight grooves and worn-out boogie shoes
But I can't be the letdown that is
Known all around this whole town
Keep pacing myself
With my mind a wreck
Getting rid of this headache from
My daydream paranoia
Closures running high
By the end of the night
