Little by Little

Little by little by little by little I’m going crazy X2

In reality I’m just an average Joe with a simple life

No American idol but I get by

Wish I could tour a fifth wheel bus back to the real world

Time to wake up and smell the anti freeze the land where big brother is bad to me

I’ve got a blind date with destiny

I’m Mexican, what an amazing race I get to be

Most days are wickedly perfect

Making me nervous, I’m a survivor

The last on the planet deserted

Pass the word like a ten thousand dollar pyramid scheme

Changing the face of the game like a sport medical team

I lead troopers a league of supreme boozers

Press your luck with Sleep, go home the biggest loser

I’ll have the last laugh like the last comic standing

Making the band play as you walk off stage empty handed

And I’m taking home America’s next top model

Back to the bachelor pad, show her some longfellow

Little by little by little by little I’m going crazy X4

Little by little grow a little more bitter

Sit down in my chair like a grown man sitting down to dinner

Where’s my newspaper, boy? Dog, fetch me my slippers

Feed me, do the dishes, if you need me I’m in the shitter

With everybody so emo everyone expects emotion

While I’m holding onto longterm solution for that notion

That everything must go, must be shown off, be banned

Be thrown into the lions as if the crowd cared

Some are born like us, more important like them

Some’ll live to the fullest, some’ll die in the system

Just trying to live the ?

So where’s my welfare? Where’s my healthcare?

Where’s my sandwich? There’s my sandwich

So, spin doctors spinning, old white men grinning? end to its bidding

Can you think of a single thing that you’ve done

That’s meant anything at all?

I know I’ll gladly take the fall

I was going in circles till I hit the wall

I’m absolutely sure one day I’ll settle down

Find a special spot, pascal and some mes tabs

Got trees growing, got a flower garden going

Couple herbs for the cooking, couple more for the smoking

Got a hammock for the swing and fresh tomatoes for the salad

That’ll compliment the burgers straight cookin on the grill

Still I drink myself stupid, can’t walk home alone

Need a shoulder to lean on, i need a cold beer

It’s my meal ticket, if I could keep living on beer to get

No ace in the hole and the weight of the game

Is breaking your soul, keep changing the game

Keep playing the role Keep selling my family short like Tolken readers

Let it linger, hard to pick up teeth with broken fingers

And I humbled myself till I was hollow inside

But no more I’ll get the zipper you can swallow my pride

Little by little by little by littleI’m going crazy