In a Midwest hotel
A man waits for his meal
And he knows so well
The corners and baseboards of his eight-by-eight cell
And he needs it
So much that he'd never leave it
For the sake of his mental health
Watch it anytime he spends it on anybody other than his working class self
Oh, pull that chain a little tighter, man
Till you start to relax and all the angels laugh
'Cause you don't get to have it back
Oh, show them all you were a fighter, man
Won't you look at that?
Now you're covered in sweat, tryin' so hard to forget
In the hindsight
He couldn't spare a minute of his time
Did what he thought was right
For the simple exchange of his appetite
And on the third floor
He gets up out of bed again
Can't remember what he's lookin' for
So he tries every code to the lock on his door
Oh, pull that chain a little tighter, man
Till you start to relax and all the angels laugh
'Cause you don't get to have it back
Oh, show them all you were a fighter, man
Won't you look at that?
Now you're covered in sweat, tryin' so hard to forget
Oh, pull that chain a little tighter, man
Till you start to relax and all the angels laugh
'Cause you don't get to have it back
Oh, show them all you were a fighter, man
Won't you look at that?
Now you're covered in sweat, tryin' so hard to forget
Oh, pull that chain a little tighter, man
Till you start to relax and all the angels laugh
'Cause you don't get to have it back
Oh, show them all you were a fighter, man
Won't you look at that?
Now you're covered in sweat, tryin' so hard to forget
