Ah ah ah ah. Lost in a grave, concrete tower block this rain don't seam to stop. I'm trapped in these chains, stuck in queues for jobs I know that I ain't got,.
First things first. When you can quit livin' in the past. When you stop worryin' 'bout tomorrow. Then I think you just might last. . And I know the price of freedom.
When you look, what do you see?. You only see the monkey not the man in me. But now I'm back, and that's a fact. Gonna show the next generation where I'm at.