Here in this town they have all got the blues
 As the paperboy takes off without any news
 Angels have wings you can feel free to use
 The corner store [bad word] you can freely abuse

 And Im yelling and screaming cause 
 Baby you re driving me crazy

 So life on your own has been vacant and cold
 Everyone s getting somewhere and you re getting old
 Career opportunities, they all have been sold
 Along with your body, and most of your soul

 And I m yelling and screaming cause 
 Baby you re driving me crazy

 If I could spare more remorse
 From my emptied out pores
 I would maybe

 Cause the fog s getting thicker
 And the world s spinning fast
 The chaos is building
 It s going to last
 And it s so hard to see
 And you re so hard to find
 They re days when I think I am losing my mind

 So keep painting pictures of beautiful scenes
 Striking the canvas with deep blues and greens
 Realists are frowning, they think you re obscene
 As you work overtime to make sure they can dream

 And I m yelling and screaming cause 
 Baby you re driving me crazy

 If I could spare more remorse
 From my emptied out pores
 I would maybe

 Cause the fog s getting thicker
 And the world s spinning fast
 The chaos is building
 It s going to last
 And it s so hard to see
 And you re so hard to find
 They re days when I think I am losing my mind

 And we yell
 And we scream

 As the fog s getting thicker
 the world s spinning fast
 The chaos is building
 It s going to last
 And it s so hard to see
 And you re so hard to find
 They re days when I think I am losing my mind

 And the fog s getting thicker
 the world s spinning fast
 The chaos is building
 It s going to last
 And it s so hard to see
 And you re so hard to find
 There s days when I think I am losing my mind