I can't keep to the sidewalk The street cats scream their fright Try to cross without looking Don't know wrong from right The traffic's got the right of way. I can't stand being spied on You know, each car has a face Can't find one to rely on I can't stand the pace The traffic's got the right of way Safe and sound in an empty room Peace and quiet in the afternoon I'd like to know what's going on, But it's easier said than done When you mind is on the run - on this own It's not easy... Sip some tea, try to figure out The times I've turned my head And made things worse instead of better It's a strange game, You always end up with the same answer. Can't even tie my own laces Tried and tried with no success Have a job counting three paces God Almighty - what a mess! I'll never make it anyway