Custom Concern

Lyrics

The custom concern for the people Build up monuments and steeples to wear Out our eyes I get up just about noon My head sends a message for me to reach for my shoes and then walk Well, I got to go to work, got to go to work, got to have a job He goes through the parking lot fields He doesn't see no signs that they will yield and then thought Well, this'll never end, this'll never end, this'll never stop Message read on thе bathroom wall Said, "I don't feel at all like I fall" And I'm losing all touch, losing all touch, building a desert I'm building mysеlf a desert I'm building myself a desert I'm building myself a desert I'm building myself a desert