^GAnd I ^B7dreamt of a ^Emcity on ^Cfire, ^GWoke up ^B7to one ^Cintact.^D ^GMade it ^B7halfway on the ^Emwalk to the ^Cgrocery store, ^GBefore ^B7I turned ^Cback.^D ^GWe could walk until the ^B7concrete ends, ^EmQuit work until the ^Cmoney's all spent. ^GBut how long until we're ^B7walking back to the ^Emplasma clinic a^B7gain? ^GThe bosses ^B7we want off our ^Embacks are everywhere we can ^Crun, ^GSo if there's a way out if there's a way ^B7out if there's a way out ^Emthen it's not on our o^B7wn, no no.

Repeat that pattern for the second verse etc. And I dreamt of the needles to come, And I woke up afraid, Mad enough to burn down the radio, That woke me up this way. I could walk when the bus lines end, Shoot dope until the money's all spent But how long until I'm walking back, To check into detox again? The monkey I want off my back is everywhere I can run, So if there's a way out then it's not on my own. There's a way out but it's not on my-her-his-their-our own.

Ramshackle Glory - Last song