My car broke down in Arizona
Have to ride the bus again
At ten-o-clock on Tuesday night, with thirteen cents and a broken pen
I put my backpack on the bench
Tell two people I don't smoke
See the cop across the street
He thinks that I am selling dope
I could have walked another block
To get away from the scene
Why does it always come to this, where the zero meets fifteen?
And so I gave my thirteen cents, to the man who peed his pants
He passes out and falls on me
I watch my change fall from his hand
I see the lady next to me
Holds her baby black and blue
The junkie gutter-punks keeps asking
Where I got my new tattoo
What does It matter anyway, thirteen cents or all I own?
How can I ever save the world, on cup-o-soup and student loans?
And I want to try and save the world, but it never goes that way
God I don't know what to do, down at Colfax and Broadway
Now the man with no shoes on, said I don't know how to play
He says I fumble all the time
He thinks that I am John Elway
Put my face down in my hands, water wells inside my eyes
What do I have to give them?
Does it matter if I try?
I can't stand to see you suffer, I try to intellectualize
A formula to end you pain
It doesn't work, God knows I've tried
And I want to try and save the world, but it never goes that way
God I don't know what to do, down at Colfax and Broadway
Sometimes my cup is overfilled
Sometimes I'm too afraid that I'm going to spill
I want to try and save the world, but it never goes that way
God I don't know what to do, down at Colfax and Broadway
