Lyrics:

(Wes Hightower, Chuck Jones, Jimmy Ritchey)

I slept straight through to eight a. m.
That same old lame alarm clock excuse just ain? gonna work again
I light a Marlboro for breakfast
On my way out the door
That? the third day this month I had one too many the night before
And judging from the past, it won? be the last

It? a free fall when your back? against the wall
When you hit rock bottom and the bottom drops out
How? a man supposed to stand tall
Well, the high life ain? my life
I can? walk a line and I damn sure ain? gonna crawl
Just living in a free fall

With a shovel in my hand and a hammer in my head
Right about now I can think of a thousand things I? rather do instead
But I dig in this hole for my dignity
I think I finally come to understand working for the man ain? working for me
I can only take so much
My only way is up

From a free fall when you?e back? against the wall
When you hit rock bottom and the bottom drops out
How? a man supposed to stand tall
Well, the high life ain? my life
I can? walk a line and I damn sure ain? gonna crawl
Living in a free fall

It? a free fall when your back? against the wall
When you hit rock bottom and the bottom drops out
How? a man supposed to stand tall
Well, the high life ain? my life
I can? walk a line and I damn sure ain? gonna crawl
Just living in a free fall

Free fall