Wrong Lane Society

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On Mental Reservation

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Spend my life in misery

And stand it going on

But recently I got this dream

Lasting all night long

Woke up to my damned disaster

Expected nothing new

But someone there's been kidding me

He tidied up my room

No stink and no poisoned cockroach

No dust of ages

Either found my boots nor blue jeans

That's why I tried to escape

Living on the wrong lane

Welcome to the ball of pride and glory

Living on the wrong lane

Take what the mob gives to you

The mob gives to you

Walking through my strange dream

People stared at him

At first I didn't recognize

I showed my nude pin

I was called Mr. McDonald

Released from by mess

Was treated like millionaires

When I reached downtown

Could buy me some silken clothes

No need to pay cash

Was invited to Hilton Hotel

Changes I could not explain

Living on the wrong lane

Welcome to the ball of pride and glory

Living on the wrong lane

Take what the mob gives to you

The mob gives to you

Folks I'm gonna tell you honestly I have this dream

Captured in a symphony of living easily

Enjoyed my life like it had been before I reached that realm

Boring situation if I'd become a rich fat man

No silken socks and no credit

No golden cages

Wanna live in my dirty chamber

Don't care if life's trash remains

Living on the wrong lane

Fuck off to the ball of pride and glory

Living on the wrong lane

Give what the snob's gossip needs