Man On The Edge Lyrics

Man On The Edge lyrics

The freeway is jammed

and it's backed up for miles

The car is an oven and baking is wild

Nothing is ever the way it should be

What we deserve we just don't get you see

A briefcase, a lunch and a man on the edge

Each step gets closer to losing his head

Is someone in heaven are they looking down

'Cause nothing is fair just you look around



Falling down



Falling down



Falling down



He's sick of waiting of lying like this

There's a hole in the sky for the angels to kiss

Branded a leper because you don't fit

In the land of the free

You can live by your wits



Once he built missiles a nations defence

Now he can't even give birthday presents

Across the city he leaves in his wake

A glimpse of the future a cannibal state



Falling down



Falling down



Falling down