I plan to break my back until however long I can
Until my body and my bones begin to fail
I will go along inhaling moth wing dust and dirt
Until my lungs refuse to shrink into the sand
I'm not sure how I'd take it if the warehouse walls just faded
And they told me to go out and sing my songs
And I had time for dreamin
And for catching up on sleep
for being who I meant to all along
It is a long hard upside balance
It is the seas that's drenched the better parts of me
It is a fragile allowance
It pays out to keep me relatively clean
The fate of this blue collar is like a noose made up of dollars
And I dangle like a scarecrow in the wind
Like my father's father I was made to work and tolerate
Choking in the outcome of the sins
Mmmmhmmmm Mmmmmhhmmmm
So if you're asking questions
You better speak up cause no one is listening
And if you're selling an image
You better get used to never being seen