Dan Reeder - Fight My Way Out lyrics
[Dan Reeder - Fight My Way Out lyrics]
Out of this ghetto
Well I just got home from work
And I'm sick and tired of painting doors
It's all I can do to take it
But, I about had it anymore oh, I'm ready
To fight my way outta this ghetto
And I'm goin to have to go to the store and
Buy some milk, some crackers and some bread
It's not a great lot of fun
But it's better than bein' dead
Oh, I'm ready to fight my way
Outta this ghetto
Tomrrow morning I'm gonna get up
I'm gonna do the same goddamned thing
Makes me think about the American way of life
And lettin' freedom ring oh, I'm ready
To fight my way outta this ghetto
So good night Ladies and Gentlemen
It's time to go to bed
And forget about all the damn laquer
Fumes boiling around in my head
Oh, I'm ready to fight my way
Outta this ghetto and I'm so tired of
Thinking about quittin' smoking
Staying up too late
I'd like to buy a little shack
In the beach in Mexico and sell bait
Oh, I'm ready to fight my way
Outta this ghetto