Circles

I'm just a bag of bones I've got no attitude on
I hit the jackpot now you've gotta fly away home
Cities they grow like the dust on the floor
We are just animals ain't nothin more
Walking in circles we go through the turnstiles
Over and over again
Uh huh

Got you some fancy clothes plastic and fantastic now
Hand to mouth living's no way to get laid in this town
Love is like war when you can't pick a side
I'll show you my teeth if you show me your pride
Walking in circles we go through the turnstiles
Over and over again
Uh huh

Ain't that the way when you're young your back's straight as a line
On go the days you grow tired and a crick in your spine
Time stretches slow like the skin on your hand
Placing for picking the moments they stand out
Walking in circles we go through the turnstiles
Over and over again
Uh huh