The Dude lyrics

When the curtains close,

the people go home and the lights get low

I slip into my coat,

and venture into the unknown

I walk a lonely road,

where people duck down when the cold winds blow

And no one seems to know,

the folks that they pass as they go

Maybe I'm the truth, maybe I'm a chief,

Maybe I'm that dude that you saw on the street

Standing in the waiting line, maybe I'm just waisting time

Maybe I'm a sinner, maybe I'm a saint,

Maybe I'm that dude that you saw down the way

Standing in the waiting line, maybe I'm just wasting time

Sometimes it's like the city is a beast, looking up from down below

When I'm walking on the streets

And the people that I meet, never look me in the eye

They're too bussy with the bills and the lack of nine to fives

I just crack a little smile, rip my hat and then I pass

Been practacing a while, I'm a master at the craft

And I'm guessing so are you, but it doesn't make a difference

The city got us cramped up, and the city makes us distant

Just another misfit, robbed of his ambition

Falling of the radar, drifting off into the distance

Always on some mission, always searching for a purpose

Whatever he does, feels like he's scratching on the surface

He just keeps trying, trying to squeeze a diamond, from a lump of coal

People walking by him, stare out at the silence, 'cause they don't know

Maybe I'm the truth, maybe I'm a chief,

Maybe I'm that dude that you saw on the street

Standing in the waiting line, maybe I'm just waisting time

Maybe I'm a sinner, maybe I'm a saint,

Maybe I'm that dude that you saw down the way

Standing in the waiting line, maybe I'm just wasting time

So in my solitude I sit, just like lady day once sat

And the bit is in the place, where my babyface was at

Looking back at all the days, through my aviator frames

All the characters are different, but the play remain the same

Aint it strange like my brother Daniel thaught me

We're all born originals but end up like copies

And all of the monotony got me feeling kind of stream line

Just another drone, buzz-buzzing in the bee hive

Working for a queen who's getting senile

Treating everyone like shit and expecting a free ride

From all us little average Joes, soldiers of the status quo

Living in the shadow of a city full of bad, it's so

He just keeps trying, trying to squeeze a diamond, from a lump of coal

People walking by him, stare out at the scilence, 'cause they don't know

Maybe I'm the truth, maybe I'm a chief,

Maybe I'm that dude that you saw on the street

Standing in the waiting line, maybe I'm just waisting time

Maybe I'm a sinner, maybe I'm a saint,

Maybe I'm that dude that you saw down the way

Standing in the waiting line, maybe I'm just wasting time