Ex-Con

Lyrics

[Intro] Whenever I get dressed up I feel like an ex-con trying to make good Whenever I get dressed up I feel like an ex-con trying to make good [Verse 1] Jean jacket and tie feel like such a lie Then I go to your house I feel like I'm casing the joint [Verse 2] In the grocery store In line behind a mother and a child I'm going to take that child I'm going to take that child I'm going to take that child [Verse 3] See, because alone in my room I feel like such a part of the community But out on the streets I feel like a robot by the river [Outro] Alone in my room I feel such a warmth for the community Oh, but out on the streets Out on the streets I feel like a robot by the river Looking for a drink