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There’s a big old dark green car

And there’s a big old man inside

And he’s pounding on the horn with the flat of his hand

And there’s a baby in the back seat crying

And there’s a woman leaning out the front window

And she’s smoking a long cigarette

And she’s trying to find the end of the traffic jam

And doing a reality check

Is this me? is this my life?

Is that my man? am I his wife?

Is this real? it all looks fake

Somebody better come and get me out of this place

I think I’m making some kind of mistake

Now when some of us hit this world

We hit it with our face

Open up our mouths like a bull doser

And start ripping up the place

But then others of us sneak in sideways

Keeping one foot on the floor

Bouncing in and out of life like a long bad dream

Till we’re never really sure

Is this me? is this my life?

I don’t remember anything, is that my knife?

Is that blood? are these my hands?

Nothing’s happening here like I wanted it to

This isn’t what I had planned

There’s a little guy put up on a platform

With a head full of little ideas

And he’s yelling to some people sitting awfully still

In rows and rows and rows of chairs

And he’s a strum-a-ling-a-lum-a-lam-zim-dad

And they’re looking at the little guy go

And he’s doing his best to make it sound real deep

When he doesn’t really know

Is this me? is this my life?

Hey, what do you think you’re looking at?

A big shot? a big fake

Somebody better come and get me out of this place

I think I’m making some kind of mistake

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