Roof of the Shed - Masters Of Reality

Spending the day on the roof of the shed

Telling myself, I’d be better off dead

Hung on the line no sense of time

Stuck in the crack of dawn, breaking your bread

All this for nothing’s the one thing I dread

Fading away in the afternoon sun

No clouds to hide in and no where to run

Me and my friends, true to the end

One left to bury and one to offend

I’m leaving to lie in my sizzling bed

But donâ€~t cry for me, it’s all in my head

We’ve got the lights on, we’ve got our eyes shut

Standing in line for a trip to the sun

No one returns here and nothing gets done

Why is it over before it’s begun?

Hear it again, fear it again I

But don’t cry for me, it’s all in my head

We’ve got the lights on, we’ve got our eyes shut