See life through the eyes of a Wandering Wanderer. My life is of a different cliché.
"Laid out on my back, I can't sleep 'cause I'm slumming.
Eyes in my teeth, I can't see 'cause I'm eating.
Head full of noise, I can't think 'cause it's crushing.
Back on my feet, like a freight train I'm coming.
Can everybody feel like I do?
…can’t you trip like I do?"