Punch Drunk Lyrics - Still Feel Gone - Uncle Tupelo

way in overhead 

caught off guard by the gutter 

everybody's spending his time 

just building and making 

someday someone will say, for what 

nine to five in a blind alley 

equals three sheets to the wind 

can't remember when it started 

don't know where that it ends 

and there's never a dull day 

when you're beaten by nonfiction 

God still reads the headlines 

the front page hope is missing 

working away on a rebuilt freeway 

straight away from the slash and burn cities 

hindsight is there 

on a roadsign pointed nowhere 

no one gets off here 

no way to slow down 

there's peace of mind somewhere 

for every someone that never thinks about it 

and there's never a dull day 

when you're beaten by nonfiction 

God still reads the headlines 

we're all listening