Paroles de Case In Point

I'm a breather mail receiver Ad I don't know where I stand Not since someone informed me that my house was built on sand And it's not the earth beneath me It's just the concept of the land And I'm standing on the corner When the buildings they all fell If you blink once you're a goner Everything just goes pell-mell It's a real hard sell My conceptual hell Not even good for kindling no When the buildings they all fell I'm a breather mail receiver Bottom feeder just getting by And you know it's all just part of the course But you blame on some non-existent force Oh yeah, of course you know you can't ride the concept of the horse But still I try In a carton desert landscape With a pair o ACME jetskates Focused on my destination I seem to have forgot my station Now it's time to face the nation And I'm riding to meet you On a brown gray speckled mare But there's something that unnerves me Thinking no one really cares And I'm jumping over fences On this obstacle course But it seems I'm getting nowhere On the concept of the horse I'm a breather Bottom feeder How many liters must I imbibe.