There were people on the sidewalks. Strolling down the avenues. They were sitting outside in cafes. We were looking for the muse. Well I was locked in by the system. Where no freedom is the rule. Now I spend all my time just trying. To make it understood. It once was my life that's what everybody said. All the things I used to do and the people that were friends. I've got to make it mean something at the end of the day. It once was my life they can't take that away. Trials and tribulations and stupidity still rules. Sometimes it looks like I'm on a ship of fools. It once was my life when my message was just the street. Then it became something else and now it's incomplete. I'm just trying to get back to when. Can somebody please shed some light. It used to be my life it used to be uptight. Trials and tribulations and stupidity still rules. Some days it just feels like I'm on a ship of fools. I'm back here on the boards I can hear the engines roar. Everybody's got to pay some people got to pay more. Well you can tell the people anything. Spoon feed them anything you like. It used to be so simple it used to be my life. Now everything is so complicated just to speak or use the phone. Some people try to use me just 'cause they don't have their own. Don't know who's round the corner trying to sell me some more tripe. It used to be my life it used to be my life......