Anyway

I live my life in a haze
How do you get through every day
Breathing fumes of gasoline
Chemicals and acid cream

I am going on strike
You all have nothing to offer me anyway

Woke this morning, I couldn't get up
Spent last night getting all fucked-up
Looked in the mirror, I couldn't breathe
When I saw what was looking back at me

I am going on strike
You all have nothing to offer me anyway

You say I'm living in denial
Now you have me on witch trial
You can't get me to admit
That I'm sleeping in a bed of shit

I'm happy dancing in the sludge
Watch out for whose face you cut
Trudging through your cold gray lives
Maybe I'm dying but at least I'm alive

I am going on strike
You all have nothing to offer me anyway

Here I go again