Being a Nobody...

Weaving in and out of traffic
another day, another drug run

just picking up some pills for a buddy
(for a small cut, of course)
showed up to Lil J's

just before they lit a blunt

Well, I thought, as long as I'm here...

Stoned, stoned out of my mind

Thoughts and ideas, a mosiac of music and life

swiming around in my head

as I ride the sunny streets of my

little southern town

Suddenly, it hits me:

I'm NOBODY

All these people, busy about their days

I'm lost in an afternoon shuffle

Just a white guy in a pick-up truck

with a big dog hanging out the

passenger window

And for a moment! Only the smallest moment!

I felt sad. Sad to be Nobody.

Then, relief washed over me

its liberating to be nobody

to be a forgetful face, lost in a busy day

no one noticing, no one caring

There's something to be said for being a nobody

No one ever expects anything from you...

That's how I like it...
Broke, unemployed, just drifting

Stoned out of my mind

wasting the days away

on the way home to do

my drugs