Sidewalk Lyrics - Making Friends - No Use For A Name

(T. Sly/C. Shiflett/M. Riddle/R. Koff) 

Sitting in the lazy chair, the channels 

look the same 

I realize that the roof is stable and start 

to feel ashamed 

it's cold outside but don't ask me the 

weather's fine in here 

ask the man around the corner who 

lives his life in fear 

Two hundred pennies, forty ounces later 

he's okay 

he doesn't have the pressure to think 

about the next day 

but I bet it's something cold and hard 

and grey 

Complaining and whining all the time, I 

never seem to quit 

always lying to myself, a shoe that 

seems to fit 

never is a long time and it feels like I'm 

a clock 

ticking like a time bomb, someday soon 

his life will stop 

I listen to the radio but nothing 

good is on 

my friends are calling up but I'm 

pretending that I'm gone 

we're all pieces in a chess game, 

he's a pawn 

I wonder how it turned out like this, no 

one seems to care 

the scale has tipped me fortunate is this 

what we call fair? 

but I've never had the mind to no it, 

never had the guts to show it 

I know one thing, his dream is my 

nightmare