Scatman John – Quiet Desperation Lyrics

Youre sitting on a milk mornin noon and night
Fantisizin the American dream
Youre lookin pretty good and youve got yourself conviced
That the nightmare isnt a s bad as it seems
You try your best to hide yourself beneath your turned up collar
And a plastic bag is all youve got to show
And your books inside your shopping cart
Is probably the best education youre ever gonna know Hmm
The guy in the Mercedes is just hard on with the dollar
Better grab it cause the signals turnin green
And while youre at it put the jug behind the picket fence
Cause the coppers driving past you lookin mean
Institution, contribution, restitution, destitution
Doesnt mean a thing to you now
Youre the freeway feature
For your audience are driving by
So maybe you should stand and take a bow
Your living in desperation
And you never have felt complete
You live in anticipation
Of another day on the street, sing with me
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Youre sitting in the same spot
You want to go home
But there aint no home but home on the range
Youve forgotten what you look like and it looks like youve forgotten
That the look inside your eye is very strange
Aint nothing left to hide
Youre stripped of all your pride and all you feel inside
Is a hole a mile wide
Youre the freedom desperado
And the perfect living model
Of a land that hasnt any good excuse
Your living in desperation
And you never have felt complete
You live in anticipation
Of another day on the street, sing with me
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Sittin on your milkcrate, blanket wrapped around you
I see you sitting day after day
I really like to talk but I know if I approached you
Youd probably get up and walk away
Youre wishin that your home of the American dream
Wasnt only smoke and exhaust
I love you desperado and all I gotta say
You let me know how much I really lost
Your living in desperation
And you never have felt complete
You live in anticipation
Of another day on the street, sing with me
Scatting by Scatman John
Your living in desperation
And you never have felt complete
You live in anticipation
Of another day on the street, sing with me
Scatting by Scatman John
Fade out