Standard (EADGBE)

Intro

Well I'm going through the motions

 Seems it happens every night of every week

Well it's an ever running cycle

 And the chance of breakin out of it seems weak

 Well my mind becomes a freight train

 And it never lets me get no decent sleep

Well my head starts a worrying about all the little things I cannot change

And my heart it starts a pounding

 Messing up the way the blood goes through my veins

 I never dream of nothin pleasant

 I'm always lost or gettin booed off of the stage

Well the west coast was a desert

 And New York City black

 So I spent some time in Carolina

Make my money back

 There's a trail of blood that trickles down from Denver to the sea

 And if that ones for the winner, this one must be for me

 Well there's this busy little corner

 Half a mile down the road from where I live

Where all these beautiful women

 Work the sidewalk for a little take and give

 Oh it's like an escalator walkway

 I just mind my own business, make sure my money's hid

 Well I got this friend, he takes his money down there every day

 When he gets off from work

He asks for Georgia cuz she's special,

 She reminds him he's a man he has worth

 Oh but I don't judge him cuz he's honest

 Which is more'n I can say I've been since birth

 Well the west coast was a desert

 And New York City black

 So I spent some time in Carolina

Make my money back

 There's a trail of blood that trickles down from Denver to the sea

 And if that ones for the winner, this one must be for me

 So if you're led into a wasteland or made to stumble through the dark

 You leave the cartoon color legacy or a common watermark

 We always back the underdog because he's the only one we trust

 And if that ones for the winner, this one must be for us