The Unattached

This town's made of tar

So, no one gets far

They're stuck in their ways

And there are no better days yet to come

At least not for some

 

To watch them some nights

Between parties and fights

To try and belong

It feels so very wrong (feels so wrong)

 

So, in case I don't follow

In case I don't follow this through

In case I don't follow

I think that it's best if you knew

 

They're the unattached

All their plans remain unhatched

They are just like you

But with nothing to do

They think I'm one of them

But they don't know

I'll send accounts of what goes on

I have files on every one

 

And midtown's the same

It's all a big game

You want me inside

To prove that we have tried

To regain this nation's glory

 

Amusement arcade's

Closed for the day

Thirty or so were gathered on the road

Nowhere to go

 

Go to them

Talk with them

Learn from them

Be their best friend

 

Remember us

You will write to us

Speak free to us

But don't break our trust

 

My last words to you before I am through

You can't talk of trust expecting us

Without a fuss to always protect you

To always report back to you

 

We're the unattached

All our plans remain unhatched

We are just like you

But with nothing to do

I am one of them

No longer will I send accounts of what goes on

I know where I belong