Down - Ezra Furman

What the fuck do I do all day laying in bed

Caught in a web of desire

What the fuck can it mean all the noise in my head

Hanging my heart on a wire

Lost and found and lost again

Making daddy proud

Got my tongue all caught in my throat

Trying to tell you I’m down

The 46th floor has a beautiful view

But I’m living down in the basement

And I got no reception so I can’t call you

And you can’t call me so we’re even

Leaving town with nothing left

Making daddy proud

How can a man get anything done

Feeling this way?

I’m down

Listening to records about high school and girls

Caught in a meaningless circle

Strangled to death by your ropy gold curls

Watching the sky — turning purple

All the drugs didn’t do me no good

I’m sick of non-stop anesthetic

And I want the world to remember my name

But I know you’ll probably forget it