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Burning Heads Going Nowhere

heard the sound, I've seen there lying on the ground, Men in the streets with no reply, All left alone where's humankind, You know they're going nowhere

Another rainy morning People rushing by My head is still in the clouds I dream with open eyes Suddenly out of nowhere She came into my life Like we know

started running but there's nowhere to run to I sat down on the street, took a look at myself Said, ?Where you going man, you know the world is headed

going nowhere, the boy too nice He done it again and got rich twice Keep a thump on top We ain't broke, we papered up He ain't going nowhere, the boy

farther than I?ve ever been before Show me that there's somethin' more Sometimes I feel like I?m trapped inside myself Spinning wheels up and down, round and round Going nowhere

The drifters going door to door Dreaming of the mists of down below But I'm sure they'd go anywhere they could If wings became their neighborhoods And there'd be nowhere

plate And we don't even have to talk to you Your face is normal, that's the way you're bred And that's the way you're going to stay Your head is firmly

missed the TV But news is syndicated go catch the repeats No place to hide run amuck in the streets It goes lost in the city Running out of choices Going nowhere

door Inside that chamber she reveals her blue-green flesh Her lurid nylon wig, burning in the corner Ah, you're just a spurting bottle raincoat on a boxcar going nowhere