Turn on the TV, cause I got nowhere to go It seems like there's a little trouble down in New Mexico A 15-year-old boy robs a store so he can eat it They got him too inside, while killers walk the streets A hungry politician is the wolf that's at the door He's out there on submission, and he's feeding on the poor He's staring to the sun as we would open up our eyes But we beat ourselves into a corner, calling in waitlists Busted on the rock bottom Get busted in the heat Shackled to the system I'm dragging my feet I'm riding on a breakdown I'm on my way to the shakedown It feels like I'm living out of shame I'm riding on a breakdown Suicidal shakedown It feels like I'm living out of shame I'm coming into his shop Can I wash your sins away? Send your contribution I'll send you some today What does he know? That he's been through hell and back He takes the cash and he drives it home In a brand new Cadillac Speeding at the car door Abandoning his wicked deal Screaming down the railroad With no one at the wheel I'm riding on a breakdown I'm on my way to the shakedown It feels like I'm living out of shame I'm riding on a breakdown Suicidal shakedown It feels like I'm living out of shame Feet dealing a self-destruction Shove it right in the front of your mind Get it off on a hot petition Ain't probably many signs Of anything in the other side I'm riding on a breakdown I'm on my way to the shakedown It feels like I'm living out of shame I'm riding on a breakdown Suicidal shakedown It feels like I'm living out of shame I'm riding on a breakdown Suicidal shakedown It feels like I'm living out of shame I'm riding on a breakdown Suicidal shakedown It feels like I'm living out of shame