Suckafish

Waiting for a ride home wonderin' where the time has gone
A sudden north wind blowing down your neck
Hard to say just standing here which way you might have gone
Your life's a comfortable slow-motion wreck

Are you waiting for something to come your way
You're hanging on like a suckafish nobody can shake

Watching from behind the glass of your aquarium
Waiting to be fed another day
Swimming 'round in circles in the waters where you're from
Still hoping for a new plastic mermaid

Are you waiting for something to come your way
You're hanging on like a suckafish nobody can shake

But you still dream of
Steppin' out on main street, name on the marquee
Photo ops and main lines, your autograph sir please
Used to wear butcher's shoes, play the blues on queue
Now the stars fill the bars everyone's waitin' on you but then you
Wake up in your same bed, weight of the world still in your head
And in your mind rehearsing everything you never said
Your friends give and give and all you do is take
Always darkening the door looking for more
The suckafish no one can shake