Washington Social Club - On The Inside

On The Inside

Run for the hills
the river is low
with change in my pocket
Imready to go
Asleep in a basement
my ear to the ground
tell me sister
are you happier now?
On the inside of America
when you are flat broke
its hysterical
your friends have good jobs but theyre miserable
they might dress cool
but theyre lame as hell
So run for the hills
the river I know
with change in our pockets
Are you ready to go?
Asleep in the basements
ears to the ground
tell me sister
Have you been around have you been around?
On the inside of America
when you are flat broke its hysterical
you are friends have good jobs but theyre miserable
they might dress cool but theyre lame as hell
Over and over lost in the light
we go where the alley touches the sky
I have got nothhing to do I have got nothing to sell
"You should get a job"
"no, you should go to hell"
On the inside.......Run for the Hills