Iron Maiden - Man On The Edge

Man On The Edge

The freeway is jammed and its backed up for miles
The car is an over and baking is wild
Nothing is ever the way it should be
What we deserve we just dont get you see
A briefcase, a lunc and a man on the edge
Each step gets closer to losing his head
Is someone in heaven are they looking down
Cause nothing is fair just look you around
Falling down
Hes sick of waiting of lying like this
There is a hole in the sky for the angels to kiss
Branded a leper because you dont fit
In the land of the free you can li have by your wits
Once he built missiles a nations defence
Now he can not even gi have birthday presents
Across the city he leaves in his wake
A glimpse of the future a cannibal state