Well we dance without our shoes,

But there's glass around our feet

And we'd walk around the town,

But we're allergic to concrete

We'd be stuffed to the gills

But there's nothing here to eat

No, there's nothing here to eat

No, there's nothing here to eat.

Oh, well we'd love to rest our eyes

But we hear the floor boards creek

So, we lie with one eye open and

Clutch knives between the sheets

If there's no rest for the wicked

Well, then we'll never get no sleep

We'll never get no sleep

No, we'll never get no sleep

Oh, no...

'cause we're banging our head's against brick walls

And the walls are hard and our head's are soft

It's a painful way to get attention

It's a painful way to get attention.

We're banging our head's against brick walls

And the walls are hard and our head's are soft

It's a painful way to get attention

It's a painful way to get attention.

We're banging our head's against brick walls

And the walls are hard and our head's are soft

It's a painful way to get attention

It's a painful way to get attention.

We're banging our head's against brick walls

And the walls are hard and our head's are soft

It's a painful way to get attention

It's a painful way to get attention.

We're banging our head's against brick walls

And the walls are hard and our head's are soft

It's a painful way to get attention

It's a painful way to get attention.

We're banging our head's against brick walls

And the walls are hard and our head's are soft

It's a painful way to get attention

It's a painful way to get attention, no...