got on the train come   she went out to the city   lookin' for a better job      he was in trouble   he said over the syron   "i love you, but i'm just a slob"      this is hardage   its something to remember   the theatre is for wasting time      working is lowsly   and college is for quiters   some semetry is hard to find      i'm tired and battered   want to sore off my shows   i'm restless and torn   short of nothing to lose   i'm tired and battered   sick of all these people      go out your front door   you'll never be so sorry   the city life can make you born      when i was a child   i never stop to question   just what on earth i do this for      looking in the corner   a quiet television   remember when you saw me there?      kissing your asphlat   a 100 thousand questions   i miss it, but i just dont care      i'm tired and battered   want to sew off my shoes   i'm restless and torn   short of nothing to lose   i'm tired and battered   sick of all these people      ...they never mean what they say   they never say they mean   they only want you to give in   i wish to god that i could meet somebody    that i could just spend   somebody that i could just spend      instruments..      i'm on the    i'm looking to get better   think maybe you could show me how?      if you really love me   quit petting for affection   and burn the fucking house down now      i'm tired and battered   want to sew off my shoes   i'm restless and torn   short of nothing to lose   i'm tired and battered   sick of all these people      ...they never mean what they say   they never say they mean   they only want you to give in   i wish to god that i could meet somebody    that i could just spend   somebody that i could just spend