Steppin' Lessons Lyrics

Brokedowns Steppin' Lessons

Excuse me sir we have a little problem
We need to talk to you
You're barely hanging on
Our data shows that you'll take my fall so will you take it?
Don't you know this ain't a different room
It's just a bigger cage
It's just a shorter leash.
We like to start you at the first rung
Cause it's the lowest one
And it's a long one.
Dancing to the death march steppin' to the groove of shame.
Swimming laps in the puddles at the bottom of the food chain.
Count your blessings with you pennies.
It's not many but I should be enough.
The first year is a blissful routine
As long as it's cool and quick
And the incision is clean.
Hop scotch junkies rusting in the rain
Swimming lap in the bottom of the food train