Lyrics

I saw a sign by a pay phone It said get in line so I did The nice cars they drive by fast Sucking up many gallons of gas I wish I had a few In the alley with a box for two Flashbacks to my old room Yea I'm sorry about the mess I think we have a better chance Rob the place but clean up the mess The big stars that crash cars and get paid To say lines and pay fines and get laid I don't have to look to see that That place isn't me Th guitars the money the big shots Bad cops and charities go by In the alley with a box for two