Lyrics

Do you do what you believe in? And believe in in what you do? The only time that I never waste Is the time that I'm with you If I go before you, cut the zipper from my shirt And make a blanket for your girl And tell her it's from the store Horizontal at home now Feuding in a store again Riding out some psychotropics In the shadow of the World Trade Trying hard to understand the culture in my face Back in the shoes of the ghost I was Running fast through the jungle Home like Tim Robbins in Jacob's Ladder Horizontal at home now Feuding in a store again You don't think you do less now But what you do used to mean much more to you