This Neolithic Hole

In civilized obedience town
Plutocrats hold every body down
Brand new bands make the same old sounds
Nothing ever happens in this town

And sometimes, I think I'm going insane
Doc says something's wrong with my brain
Yeah, no shit, Sherlock, I'm in pain
Do I even need to explain?

No, nobody's head stays on for long
In this Neolithic hole

I've got a friend in New York town
Spends his life in the underground
Seems to know his way around
But these are hard times in New York town

And all his friends say he's insane
'Cause he's got a job, but it ain't payin'
So hе stays under the roof of the E train
To protеct his head from the freezing rain

No, nobody sleeps inside for long
In that Neolithic hole

Sun sets over this creepy old town
Dogs cry wild laments to the loons
I could not find a fucking room
There's no place I can sleep in this town

And sometimes, I think I'm going insane
Like there's something wrong with my brain
Neutered on a moving train
Now I can't stand still again

And nobody hangs around for long
In this Neolithic hole