Road To Joy

　　The sun came up with no conclusions
　　Flowers sleeping in their beds
　　The city's cemetery's humming
　　I'm wide awake, it's morning
　　And I have my drugs, I have my woman
　　They keep away my loneliness
　　My parents, they have their religion
　　But sleep in separate houses
　　
　　I read the body count out of the paper
　　And now it's written all over my face
　　And no one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter
　　But sometimes that's just the most comfortable place
　　
　　So I'm drinking, breathing, writing, singing
　　Everyday I'm on the clock
　　My mind races with all my longings
　　But can't keep up with what I got
　　
　　So I hope I don't sound too ungrateful
　　What history gave modern men
　　A telephone to talk to strangers
　　Machine guns and a camera lens
　　
　　So when you're asked to fight a war that's over nothing
　　You know it's best to join the side that's gonna win
　　And no one's sure how all of this got started
　　But we're gonna make 'em God damn certain how it's gonna end
　　
　　Well I could have been a famous singer
　　If I had someone else's voice
　　But failures always sounded better
　　Let's fuck it up, boys, make some noise
　　
　　The sun came up with no conclusions
　　Flowers sleeping in their beds
　　The city's cemetery's humming
　　I'm wide awake, it's morning