Ever since I started out I keep on sinking' in the pit times change called my name told me that I'd grow out of it out of step and time ain't worth a dime or they told me so I'll stay a wrong sided hit I don't like what's on the radio torn down and been condemned like a tenement now but in the trap door cellar there's a special lamp glow and still down deeper where you cannot see with eyes is the ramp to the damp where the sub-basement cries no escape through the years and the tears under black cloud skies seems the lower that I go is where my true heart lies and when I'm stuck in the thick of it there's no need to roam some think of me as fried but it's a choice all my own I've been called a dinosaur relic stuck in the twilight zone but sticking' in the sub-basement keeps me lit to the bone like the bats hanging dormant in their nocturnal fleet I'm still around underground getting' my peace without sleep no escape there's no way out no doubt no way out so when the strands on the spiders loom cast a glow in the room won't be long for the web has caught a new prey for doom and there ain't no worry about any fee or rent as long as cement songs keep climbing out of the sub-basement ain't no worry about no fee and there ain't any rent as long as cement songs keep climbing' out of the sub-basement no escape ain't no doubt - no way out - no doubt sssshhhh - aaaahhhh
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