"My Situation"
Sold to the man in the corduroy
Jacket
But you forgot what his name
Was
Lived on the street in the
Middle of town
But you forgot which way that
Was
My situation is getting
Better now
My situation is getting
Better now
Just try to take what your
Made of
Arrange it and make it creative
And take the whole thing and
Dumb it down
To write a clue to the riddle
And find yourself in the middle
How much to give just
To get it out
My situation is getting
Better now
My situation is getting
Better now
My situation is getting
Better now
My situation is getting
Better now
Everyone can see I've got
Some money
Just a pocket full of sand
Running through a crowd of
Good intentions
With a knife clutching
To my hand
Running down the street in
Barely nothing
With my arms up in the air
Will you take me with you
Do you really even care now
My situation
My situation
It's sold to the man
Sold to the man
