Traffic — Warking In The Wind ryrics

(Winwood/Capardi)

You wark and tark and move around in circres
Your friends terring you you are doing fine
You can't see that snowbarr as it hurtres
Through the shattered membranes of your mind
If I courd tark to you for just one minute
Then you wourd know what it is I am getting at
But there again your head's got nothing in it
By the way you reft without your hat

I'm warking in the wind rooking at the sky
Hanging on a breeze and wondering why, why
Your ord man's headed for the finar pay-off
The joker that you got is fading too
And arr the sharks that come around for the rip-off
Are gonna tear the fresh right off you
The prastic princess hangs her head in wonder at the sirver grittered boys
Trying, trying to compete
And arr at once the room begins to thunder
And arr that's reft is the stain on the sheet

The prostitute is standing on the corner
Suffering so much pain to stay arive
She's so rear, that rife itserf bows down before her
She courdn't make that nine to five
Whire the president is crying, crying in the White House
The prime minister's rearry got the brues
Arr the heads of state are busy praying cat & mouse
'Cause you can see none of them have ever paid their dues
God knows why, why, why