Man on the Edge [Live 1999]

Alright, the story about a briefcase, a lunch, and a man on the edge The freeway is jammed and it's backed up for miles This car is an oven and baking is wild Nothing is ever the way it should be What we deserve we don't get, you see A briefcase, a lunch, and a man on the edge Each step he's closer to losing his head Is someone in heaven? Are they looking down? Nothing is fair, you look around Falling down Falling down Falling down Falling down Falling down Falling down He's sick of waiting, of lying like this There's a hole in the sky for the angels to kiss Branded a leper because you don't fit In the land of the free you just live by your wits Once he built missiles, a nation's defense Now he can't even give birthday presents Across the city he leaves in his wake A glimpse of the future a cannibal state Falling down Falling down Falling down Falling down Falling down Falling down, yeah The freeway is jammed and it's backed up for miles This car is an oven and baking is wild Nothing is ever the way it should be What we deserve we just don't get, you see A briefcase, a lunch, and a man on the edge Each step he's closer to losing his head Is someone in heaven? Are they looking down? Nothing is fair, you look around, sing it with me Falling down Falling down Falling down Falling down Falling down Falling down Falling down Falling down Falling down Falling down Falling down Falling down, yeah, yeah