Hitting The Wall - Cows

I woke up today, this morning,

I’m bloody, I’m beaten,

I find that I have been robbed

They took my shoes, my wallet,

I’m still drunk, I say «fuck it!»

I go to my job

Then my boss, he fires me for no good reason

No reason at all

He says «if you come back I will call a policeman»

I’m hitting the wall

So I call home, say «dad, I’m robbed,

I’m fired, I need money, I need money bad!»

He says «that's bullshit! you’re lying! I know you

Need money? too fuckin' bad!»

He says «son, you gotta get out there and fight, man!

Compete and stand tall»

I say «dad, that’s the trouble with your whole damn

White man,

I’m hitting the wall»

So I’m walking, there’s kids behind me

They’re laughing, they throw rocks at me

I start running, they chase me

They’re coming, they’re gaining

They’re gonna get me

Now there’s no answer to this I can think up

I’m taking a fall

So I duck into a bar, sit back and drink up

I’m hitting the wall

Then later three big guys, they poke me

They wake me, they say «boy you’d better pay»

I pull out my pockets, they don’t laugh, they punch me

They kick me, I’m out the hard way

I’m laying by a dumpster drunk and beaten

With nothing at all

People point at me and say I’m sickening

I’m hitting the wall