Gutterball

Every day of my life, I tumble and fall Every day of my life, I tumble and fall Blue neon lights keep flashing round my head I lose control of my feet, the floor's rather slippery I slide down the aisle, I'll make this one worthwhile I was the anchor everyone was counting for I fell into the spaces of the ceiling You certainly can't pin me down to my achievements Every day of my life, I feel like a gutterball Graciously throwing myself down the pit Every day of my life, I tumble and fall No strike in sight, no matching fingertips How is it that everyone seems to enjoy themselves The music is overbearing every useless conversation A scent of cheap eagerness is in the air Elderly men laughing foolishly here and there I fell into the spaces of the ceiling You certainly can't pin me down to my achievements Every day of my life, I feel like a gutterball Graciously throwing myself down the pit Every day of my life, I tumble and fall No strike in sight, no matching fingertips Every day of my life, I feel like it Graciously throwing myself down the pit Every day of my life, I feel like a gutterball Graciously throwing myself down the pit Every day of my life, I tumble and fall No strike in sight, no matching fingertips Every day