nobody cares for me
LIFE GOES ON WITHOUT ME 'CAUSE I AIN'T GOT NOBODY
Another suburban family morning: Grandmother's screaming at the wall. We have to shout above the din of our rice crispies. We can't hear anything at all. Mother chants her litany of boredom and frustration, but we all know her suicides are fake. Daddy always stares into the distance – there's only so much heartache he can take. Many miles away, something crawls from the slime of a dark Scottish lake.
Another industrial early morning: The factory belches filth into the sky. He walks unhindered through the picket lines today. He never thinks to wonder why. The secretaries pout and preen like cheap tarts at a red light street, but all he ever thinks to do is watch, and every single meeting with his so-called “superior” is a humiliating kick in the... well. Many miles away, something crawls to the surface from a dark Scottish lock.
Another working day has ended: Only the rush hour heck to face. Trapped like lemmings into shiny metal boxes, contestants in a suicidal race. Daddy grips the wheel and stares alone into the distance. He knows that something somewhere has to break. He sees the family home, now, looming in his headlights – the pain upstairs that makes his eye balls ache.
Many miles away, there's a shadow on the door of a cottage on the shore of a dark Scottish lake. Many miles away, many miles away, many miles away...
NOTES, the name is from david lee roth, but the lyrics are from the police. <:I