Social Life

(One, two, three, four)

Nervous you need a drink, tired you need a lift

You feel on the brink, maybe you need new tits

Vulnerable as a ship but you re not on the sea

Can you talk to anyone here? No, not really

And the crowd stays on your back

And the girls are all so stacked

And the stress it lines your face

And you really need a place

It's just that social life, it's got you on the run

That goddamn social life, it's torture dressed as fun

It's just that social life, they got you seeing things

That goddamn social life and now you re chasing strings

That goddamn social life

God-awful art and clothe, plenty of money, though

You guess it must be worth something

What that would be you don't know

In your imagination there's a face of love

Someone who will come along instead of coming on

And the forces ebb and flow

And the money goes and goes

And something makes you

Want to throw a brick through the window

It's just that social life, it's got you on the run

That goddamn social life, it's torture dressed as fun

It's just that social life, they got you chasing strings

That goddamn social life and you are seeing things

That goddamn social life