Standing In Line — текст песни (Dirty Rotten Imbeciles)

Standing in line
For something to eat
Dragging my ass
Dead on my feet
No more possessions
Just my clothes
Down on my luck
And I`m sure it shows

No confidence
No self-esteem
When I lost my love
I lost my dream
Aching heart
Head and soul
Sleepless nights
Are taking their toll

Back to the hotel
On welfare street
A beer, then bed
`Cause I`m so beat
Walk down the hall
Just to take a piss
Never thought I`d
End up like this

The obvious conclusion
The inevitable end
Death will be welcomed
Like a friend