(Steve Miller) Feel like I'm livin' under some kind of hex Livin' in here in this industrial military complex Doesn't really help when I read Time magazine Cause they only distort the scene The sky is so hazy I can't even see the sun Livin' here is like livin' under a gun I really do wonder 'bout the United Nations Why don't they face the situations I'm a troubadour Lookin' for a dream I'm a troubadour Lookin' for some dream Lord, I'm so tired of payin' all of these dues From Sunday to Sunday all I hear is bad news Tired of the war and those industrial fools Got to make it better cause I've got nothin' to lose Ain't too clear to pay my income taxes 'Specially when I know it goes to kill the masses Love to hear the President make it perfectly clear How the donkeys and the elephants are police up here I'm a troubadour Lookin for a dream I'm a troubadour Lookin for some dream Lord, I'm so tired of payin' all of these dues From Sunday to Sunday all I hear is bad news Tired of the war and those industrial fools I've got to make it better cause I've got nothin' lose Won't somebody help me cause I've gotten in my shoes Those industrial military complex blues
