(Steve Miller)

Feel like I'm livin' under some kind of hex

Livin' in here in this industrial military complex

Doesn't really help when I read Time magazine

Cause they only distort the scene

The sky is so hazy I can't even see the sun

Livin' here is like livin' under a gun

I really do wonder 'bout the United Nations

Why don't they face the situations



I'm a troubadour

Lookin' for a dream

I'm a troubadour

Lookin' for some dream



Lord, I'm so tired of payin' all of these dues

From Sunday to Sunday all I hear is bad news

Tired of the war and those industrial fools

Got to make it better cause I've got nothin' to lose



Ain't too clear to pay my income taxes

'Specially when I know it goes to kill the masses

Love to hear the President make it perfectly clear

How the donkeys and the elephants are police up here



I'm a troubadour

Lookin for a dream

I'm a troubadour

Lookin for some dream



Lord, I'm so tired of payin' all of these dues

From Sunday to Sunday all I hear is bad news

Tired of the war and those industrial fools

I've got to make it better cause I've got nothin' lose

Won't somebody help me cause I've gotten in my shoes

Those industrial military complex blues