"I don't have to tell you things are bad 

Everybody knows things are bad 

It's a depression 

Everybody's out of work or scared of losing their job 

The dollar buys a nickel's worth 

Banks are going bust 

Shopkeepers keep a gun under the counter 

Punks are running wild in the street 

And there's nobody anywhere who seems to know what to do 

And there's no end to it

We know the air is unfit to breathe and our food is unfit to eat 

And we sit watching our TVs while some local newscaster 

Tells us that today we had fifteen homicides and sixty-three violent crimes

As if that's the way it's supposed to be! 

We know things are bad – worse than bad 

They're crazy 

It's like everything everywhere is going crazy 

So we don't go out anymore 

We sit in the house 

And slowly the world we are living in is getting smaller 

And all we say is: 'Please at least leave us alone in our living rooms 

Let me have my toaster and my TV 

And my steel-belted radials and I won't say anything 

Just leave us alone' 

Well I'm not gonna leave you alone 

I want you to get mad! 

I don't want you to protest, I don't want you to riot 

I don't want you to write to your congressman

Because I wouldn't know what to tell you to write 

I don't know what to do about the depression 

And the inflation and the Russians and the crime in the street 

All I know is that first you've got to get mad 

You've got to say: 'I'm a human being god-dammit! 

My life has value!'



I got friends in high places and limited time

I got a long list of women who pay me in kind

I got different reasons for wasting my mind

but I don't need nothing when I wanna get high



But I gotta keep rolling 

Just to get by



I got different voices inside my head

I got plenty of demons under my bed

But I don't get scared 'cause I'm already dead

And now I'm walking 'round looking like I've never been fed



I tell a million stories

With no words said



Sing me to sleep, sing me a love song

Sing me a lullaby of days gone by

Sing me to sleep, oh sing me a love song

Sing me a lullaby of days gone by



Sell my soul to the devil just to get paid

I'm taking one last breath as reality fades

Wasting time on the streets where heroes are made

And now I'm hanging 'round your place trying to get laid



I got different methods

For wasting my day



And I'm turning twenty-nine at the end of the year

Yeah, I wonder if they'll find me in the blood and the gear

I'm in a little bit of trouble 'cause I got no fear

It's like I'm crying out loud but nobody would hear



I got plenty good reasons

For hiding my tears



Sing me to sleep, sing me a love song

Sing me a lullaby of days gone by

Sing me to sleep, oh sing me a love song

Sing me a lullaby of days gone by