Limp

Everything gives me cancer
Every day the process is getting faster
And when I stop to wonder why
I think about Altadena skies
Altadena skies

While I don't feel that I'm to blame
I don't feel that I want the world to stay the same
And if you think your life is grand
I've got news for you my friend
There's more to life than staying content

Everything gives me an ulcer
One says ghetto
One says culture
Everything has its place
They saved me a spot right here in the waist
Right here in the waist

While I don't feel that I'm to blame
I don't feel that I want the world to stay the same
And if you think your life is grand
I've got news for you my friend
There's more to life than staying content

My lungs are daily filled with Mission Street
The smell of exhaust and visions of defeat
I took three showers today
But the smell wouldn't go away
So I turned on the radio and drifted away
I drifted away to a better place
Drifted away to a better place

While I don't feel that I'm to blame
I don't feel that I want the world to stay the same
And if you think your life is grand
I've got news for you my friend
There's more to life than staying content, content, content