

(one, two, three, four)
My head is spinning on a rusted wire
Staring at the ceiling getting tired
Got twenty pence left in my pocket coat
And my future's just a bad inside joke
What am I supposed to do now?
(What am I gonna do?) Just burning out in this grey town
I'm so stressed, feeling useless
Lost in the fog,
completely clueless
Where do I go when the road runs thin?
Just another scrap heap I am living in!
My mates are signing up for proper trades
I'm sitting here while the daylight fades
Unemployed and my throat is dry Don't ask me where I'll be
when July passes by
I'm so stressed, feeling useless
Lost in the fog,
completely clueless
Where do I go when the road runs thin?
Just another scrap heap I am living in!
No map, no direction,
no clue (No clue!) What the hell am I supposed to do? (Ahhhh)
I don't know where I'll be...
(No clue)
Just useless...
stressed...