The Rented Mules - Blackball Lyrics

Blackball, Ginger, 5:45
Chuck E. Cheese, Interskate, Sundays ay Big Y
Retired road dog, no longer fly
The high gear of my soul well it no longer applies

I'm living living the dream
I am living just living the dream
I'm living living the dream
I am living I am living

3-cylinder man in a 6-cylinder world
Falling off a cliff from which I've been hurled
My surroundings begin to swirl
I start to scream like a little girl

Like Sisyphus going up that hill
Not sure if I can find the will
Feel like grist ground down by the mill
Tired of swallowing this bitter pill

GoJo, this place blows, gotta take back my life
Two years is far too long for saying goodbye
But I'm still stuck here sitting high and dry
It's a shitty situation that I can no longer deny