Strange Days

Good morning, don't cop out
 You crawled from the cancer to land on your feet
 Are you crazy to want this even for awhile?
 Making this shit up
 The reasons for being are easy to pay
 You can't remember the others
 They just kind of went away
 So you're driving, it's rush hour
 The cars on the freeway are moving like slugs
 When you drift off to wake up
 Do you always hit the brakes?
 We're done lying for living
 The strange days have come and you're gone, you're gone
 Either dead or dying
 Dead or trying to go
 It's evening, you're tired
 You sleep walk a robot out to the street
 Are you crazy to want this even for a while?
 You're driving, it's rush hour
 The cars on the freeway are moving backwards
 Into a wall of fire
 Backwards
 Into a wall of fire
 Backwards
 Into a wall of fire
 Backwards
 Into a wall of fire
 We're done lying for living
 The strange days have come and you're gone, you're gone
 We're done lying for a living
 The strange days have come and you're gone, you're gone
 Either dead or dying
 Either dead or trying to go
 Mmmmm, to go, Mmmmm
 Good morning don't cop out...