American Music Club - Away Down My Street (live at the Hotel Utah) lyrics

I'll sit inside, emptying a bar Plugging up my brain k**ing off my hopes I'm an idiot king Shoot 'em down one by one You and me both, we live in a life we don't belong And the clothes we wear, they always tear Those second-hand clothes, they always tear Those second-hand hopes, they always tear Away down my street Way down my street I walk, i walk The sun's a prize for my weak eyes I put my blindfold on How do i get out of here? Move along Joe, move along Jack The burning road welcomes you back I'm high enough now to turn out the sun I'm king enough now to close my eyes And watch the ruins grow like my alibis Like we're already dead, like we're empty as hell We're j**els on a chain, yeah we're j**els on a chain Away down my street Way down my street I walk, i walk The sun's a prize for my weak eyes I put my blindfold on How do I get out of here? Because there is no peace There is no peace Hey, hey God give me a hand I'm in garbage land Hey man How do I get out of here? Hey, hey how do I get out of here? Come on man, how do I get out of here?