Staring at this tool for an age of ugliness
  Workplace is corrupt, nothing's gonna change
  The road looks better as every minute passes by
  Should be screamin' story of how we made it all this way
  Brand Blvd. way, to a desolate road in New Orleans
    Don't you know - there's a place bums like us can go
  Don't you know - happiness comes and it goes
    So all you rock and rollers with voices in your heads
  They're never gonna change, they're here to stay
  and they're telling you to do what you really want to do
  Should be screamin' story of how we made it all this way
  Brand Blvd. way, to a desolate road in New Orleans
    Don't you know - there's a place bums like us can go
  Don't you know - happiness comes and it goes
    As I look down on my glass of red wine
  I sit and think what might've been
  Nah, fuck that man, live for today
  For today...
    Don't you know - there's a place bums like us can go
  Don't you know - happiness comes and it goes
    Thanks to Dan (Hwkz1@aol.com) for these lyrics