When will the fire engines stop

running round my brain

Putting out the flames

Driving me insane

When will the helicopters yield

circling round my head

Calling out my pain

Filling me with dread

It's just the simple things that trip me up

Falling out of touch

It's just the simple things I can't make up

Running out of luck

The harder I try to realize there's problems I can't face

Don't you understand I walk around in disgrace

Call off the fighter jets

They're targeting the wrong places

Send out the band

They're doing what they can

It's just the simple things that trip me up

Falling out of touch

It's just the simple things I can't make up

Running out of luck

The harder I try to realize there's problems I can't face

Don't you understand I walk around in disgrace

In disgrace

In disgrace

In disgrace