Stuck hey shall we wade through the room for the street and finally to me he asked me what I'm drinking
my friend johnny tugging on my sleeve asked if I wanna leave and what I'm really thinking is
why can't it be easy, easy why don't you leave me, leave me, leave me be
I can't see you swaying I can't hear what you're saying
I'm sitting here stuck and plastered to my seat I think of a reason to leave when you finally start speaking
I'll take a a long stroll walked down washington street half asleep on my feet half aware if I'm dreaming
I'll go home alone
a sinking stone a switched-off telephone I'll go on briefly a frozen breeze a fallen down factory
I still see you swaying but I can't hear what you're saying
I just lost the plot got a little cop been a little knocked I just hit a wall had a little fall I felt a swinging wrecking ball and why should that be why don't you tell me why don't you tell me
I'm sure you'll tell me why don't you tell me I guess you'd tell me tell me