Paroles de The Fast Lane

I got a mad mans kind a frustration Just another product of the anger in the nation. Listen I'm confessing Every day I learn a lesson But I'm still breathing God that's my blessing So one for the trouble never losing kind Lets get it on Let me blow your mind! Ain't it strange how things change When they take you from the ground And put you in the fast lane But I never knew a shiny happy home So I be just fine going to my terrordome I got a mad mans kind a frustration Just another product of the anger in the nation. 1 for the trouble, 2 for hard times. People get ready sun for the shiny times Listen I'm confessing Every day I learn a lesson But I'm still breathing God that's my blessing So one for the trouble never losing kind Lets get it on Let me blow your mind!