I slept straight through to eight a.m.
That same old lame alarm clock excuse
Just ain't gonna work again
Well, I light a Marlboro for breakfast
On the way out the door
That's the third day this month
I had too many the night before
And judging from the past
It won't be the last

It's a free fall
When your back's against the wall
When you hit rock bottom and the bottom drops out
How's a man supposed to stand tall
Well the high life ain't my life
I can't walk a line
And I damn sure ain't 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'd rather do instead
But I'm digging this hole for my dignity
I think I've finally come to understand
Workin' for the Man ain't workin' for me
I can only take so much
My only way to go is up

From a free fall
When your back's against the wall
When you hit rock bottom and the bottom drops out
How's a man supposed to stand tall
Well the high life ain't my life
I can't walk a line
And I damn sure ain't gonna crawl
Living in a free fall

It's a free fall
When your back's against the wall
When you hit rock bottom and the bottom drops out
How's a man supposed to stand tall
Well the high life ain't my life
I can't walk a line
And I damn sure ain't gonna crawl
Just living in a free fall
Free fall

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Writer(s): CHUCK JONES, JIMMY RITCHEY, WESLEY ROY HIGHTOWER