Willy Loman (Redux)

All of the strip mall signs Shivered on in the predawn light I felt just like David Byrne in a suit three times my size You gave it all For bonus pay and alcohol Tie me to the tracks now Never look back I'll be whatever you need me to be Weatherman says I'll be fine You can chase down rainbows on somebody else's time Shattered glass on the hotel floor Sleeping in the shadow of the man I was before Straighten your tie Embrace the lie You've got a job to do tonight All of the warning signs Spasm down my eroding spine I feel just like an ingénue hanging on beyond my prime I have it all Happy Hour, suburban sprawl Check me at the gate now This is my fate I'll be whatever you want me to be Weatherman says I'll be fine You can chase down rainbows on somebody else's time Shattered glass on the hotel floor Sleeping in the shadow of the man I was before Spare me your sighs, commit the crime We've got a job to do tonight Suddenly I see it all Polaroids down an endless hall The only fire I feel is in my dreams Feed me my lines, avert your eyes I've got a job to do tonight