The Pounding Truth کے بول

I get up, out of bed, get some coffee, go to work I go from best, to better, to bad, into worse I can't hang, I can't hang, I can't hang out with you Cause in the middle of my head is the pounding truth In this life we're living We're just riding the coattails, riding the coattails In this life we're living There's no wind under our sails, riding the coattails In the dirtiest of towns it's a ragedy scene I go to buy my breakfast, got no money left to spend I can't fly, I can't fly, I can't fly 'round the room Cause in the middle of my head is the pounding truth In this life we're living We're just riding the coattails, fighting tooth and nail In this life we're living There's no wind under our sails, riding the coattails In this life In this life, yeah, we're living We're just riding the coattails, riding the coattails In this life, hell yeah, we're living There's no wind under our sails, riding the coattails In this life we're just living In this life we're just living