Catching Crumbs      by William Thompson (The TrueVulgarians) 2/20                                                                         

Intro

Verse one

Why is everything hard?                                          

Why does nothing come easy

I’m a simple man whose played by the rules all his life.

Why’s everything I do wrong?

Will the time come when she sees

All I’m done is turn all our days into nights. 

Verse two

Why is the future so dim?                             

When I crawl out of bed.

A little short on sleep, on hope, the morning cuts like a knife

Why’s the wind never blow in the right direction?

Always holdin’ me back, until the day that I die.  

Chorus    

What’s the reason, we’re put this earth?

Am I paying for sins I committed in some former life?

And what’s the reason, you stay beside me

Is our love nothin’ more than a drug to get through the night? 

Verse three

I’m locked in a box

That cannot be opened.

That this was where I was born and forever will be.

Someone’s pullin’ the strings,

To make it certain, that I’ll never get ahead, just stuck bein’ me. 

Chorus    

What’s the reason, we’re put this earth?

Am I paying for sins I committed in some former life?

And what’s the reason, you stay beside me?

Think so little of yourself, you accept that it’s right? 

Verse four

So we get along, counting all our small blessings.

But they seem to be gettin’ smaller with each passing day.

The rules of the game, say it’s good to stay humble.

But it’s a shame and a waste of my time and I don’t wanna play.

Chorus   

What’s the reason, we’re put this earth?

Am I paying for sins I committed in some former life?

And what’s the reason, you stay beside me?

Wonder how long it will be before you open your eyes? 

Verse five

So we catch the crumbs,

thrown to just keep us goin’

By the folks in the castles and the church who know of our plight.

They fear we’ll wake up, our anger growin’

That we’ll burn it all down and finally take up the fight. 

Outro

That one day we’ll burn it all down and take up the fight… take up the fight.

Catching Crumbs                     words, music and performance by Bill Thompson, The TrueVulgarians

Kind of a modern day protest song which speaks to the frustration of the working man dealing with a deck stacked against him... Hope you like it!