Sweaty Shaky hands Haven't slept for two days Mind racing Body tired Head spinning Want.To.Retire. Finally here in the big city Everyone mindlessly carrying about Chaos everywhere you look Can there really be this much happening? It's all an illusion Suffering delusions Flashes from the drive through the mountains Long Endless drive Beautiful mountains Better than the buildings Better than the madness But the madness is grand Too much happening to sit and watch it go Sit and watch it go Watch it go Watch them go Lab rats in an endless maze Do they ever reach the cheese? Is there ever an end? Means to an end End to the means The ways and means The great city capitalism built I still think the mountains are better
