Tired Of Walking

They went about it in the wrong way

I'da told 'em, but it wasn't my job

It's on the news, it's in the paper

What could they've been thinking of?

I saw 'em heading out that morning

I guess I'll never know why

I didn't mean nothing by it

Gave 'em the finger when they waved goodbye

And it's pretty tragic, pretty glory

I knew 'em all, personal like

I got the inside story

I'm gonna sell the rights

'Cause I'm tired of walking, I wanna ride

Tired of walking

This kinda thing, it's bound to happen

Part of the job, we do it all day

We try not to think about it

Of course, it's pretty good pay

But I'm just like anybody

I got things in my past

No, I won't be specific

But I can make it go away fast

And I'm tired of walking, I wanna ride

Tired of walking

Last night just for a moment

Down at the drive-in picture show

I coulda swore, I heard 'em calling

From in the speaker hanging on the door

And they were so real, calling to me

I couldn't quite tell what they've said

But up on the screen it was just the movie

It musta all just been in my head

And you can go ahead and call me a vulture

Call me any kind of name

Nothing sells in this culture

Quite like disaster, I'm not to blame

I'm tired of walking, I wanna ride

Tired of walking

Just to let it burn in the ashtray

Kinda gets old

Waiting 'til they call my number

Just letting my coffee get cold

I'm tired of walking

I'm tired of walking

They went about it in the wrong way

I'da told 'em, but it wasn't my job