Stuck On The Corner Lyrics - Peace Queer - Snider Todd

They named that God damn kiss ass handleman 

Vice President of human resources or something 

He stood up and made a speech about how we would all have to work even harder now 

I thought: 'Harder now ? Harder at what ?' 

I would give up anything to get up and walk out of here but .. 

I'm stuck on the corner of sanity and madness 

I'm looking them over, I can't see a difference 

We're making money out of paper, making paper out of trees 

We're making so much money we can hardly breathe. 

You ought to hear the shit that I get from my daughter 

She says that she can't stand the sight of the car I bought her 

I ruined her life forever, she don't ride a rag top 

Her and her mother spend my money pretty much non stop 

They're trying to break me for the sake of the neighborhood 

They want everybody up and down the street to think we're doing good. 

We're stuck on the corner of sanity and madness 

I'm looking them over, I can't see a difference 

We're making money out of paper, making paper out of trees 

We're making so much money we can hardly breathe. 

I didn't even want to study economics 

My parents made me because they said it would be practical 

I can't make my kid do a god damn thing I tell him to 

That kid's an unrepentant radical 

He is as unimpressed by these plaques in my cubicle 

As I am secretly impressed with his ability 

To look at everything so completely irresponsibly. 

I'm stuck on the corner of sanity and madness 

I'm looking them over, I can't see a difference 

We're making money out of paper, making paper out of trees 

We're making so much money we can hardly breathe. 

You know now I have to call that little pecker Mr. Handleman 

Drove home from work as mad I had ever been 

And then I nearly jerked that kid out of a drive-through window 

He said : 'Will that be everything ?'- I said : 'Hey, what would you know ?' 

'You're looking at a man about to buy his kid a rag top' 

'What are you driving, a bicycle you little punk ?'. 

I'm stuck on the corner of sanity and madness 

I'm looking them over, I can't see a difference 

We're making money out of paper, making paper out of trees 

We're making so much money we can hardly breathe. 

We're making so much money we can hardly breathe 

We're making so much money we can hardly breathe.