One Foot - Fun.

I’m standing in Brooklyn just waiting for something to happen

I can’t help but look thinking that everyone doesn’t get it To my left is a window, where did I go My reflection just planted two rows of coal

And bad ideas, but ideas none the less, and so

I’ll put one foot in front of the other one

I don’t need a new love, or a new life

Just a better place to die

I’ll put one foot in front of the other one

I don’t need a new love, or a new life

Just a better place to die

I happened to stumble upon a chapel last night

And I can’t help but back up when I think of what happens inside

I’ve got friends locked in boxes, that’s no way to live

What you calling a sin, isn’t up to them

Afterall, afterall I thought we were all your children

But I will die for my own sins, thanks a lot

We’ll rise up ourselves, thanks for nothing at all

So up off the ground, our forefathers are nothing but dust now

I’ll put one foot in front of the other one

I don’t need a new love, or a new life

Just a better place to die

I’ll put one foot in front of the other one

I don’t need a new love, or a new life

Just a better place to die

Maybe I should learn to shut my mouth

I am over twenty-five

And I can’t make a name for myself

Some nights I break down and cry

Lucky that my father’s still alive

He’s been fighting all his life

And if this is all I’ve ever known

Then may he so live on forever

In my song

I’ll put one foot in front of the other one

I don’t need a new love, or a new life

Just a better place to die

I’ll put one foot in front of the other one

I don’t need a new love, or a new life

Just a better place to die

In front of the other one

In front of the other one

Just a better place to die