Music

The phone seems to stare at me
Buttons waiting to be pressed
I should find many more clients
Ask for referrals from the best
I could use my connections
To prove I’ll be playing fair

But I’d rather remain standing
In the waiting line to nowhere

Should I hunt for a full-time job
And make them want me again
I’d have to write neat applications
And prove I’m a smart working man
I could brush up my knowledge
And raise from my comfy chair

But I’d rather remain standing
In the waiting line to nowhere

Soon I’ll run out of money
I’ll have to spend my wife’s
And avoid looking
In her accusing eyes

I should lose my extra weight
Eat no more than I need to
Move my body – breath fresh air
Easy to say, but so hard to do
Somehow my beer disappeared
As if it were never there

And I remain standing
In the waiting line to nowhere
Yes, I remain standing
In the waiting line to nowhere