I can see you in the doorway
I know you've been looking for me
It's the same old interrogation
And I've got to find a way out
Got to get out of here I can hear you in the hallway
You've got a belly full of beer
It's the same old observation
And I've got to find a way out
Got to get out of here I can hear what you're saying
But just keep on praying
It doesn't matter to me
I can hear your fancy talking
No it doesn't matter to me I can see you in the driveway
It looks like you've been out of control
It's the same old violation
And I've got to find a way out
Got to get out of here