I'm still down here Drowning in caffeine Carbonated and caustic I'm scared to death of my TV Ninety thousand screens, ninety thousand screens Over sixty cycle hum High definition projection Of the horrible things I've done You aren't the bastards of young You aren't the sad troubadors Troubled by modern love I, I am, I'm still down here I am, no, I am, I am the troubled sometimes Living out a b-side No, I'm not dead, no, I, no, I'm not dead But often wish I was There is no relief No, no retreat from this heavy shepherd's crown I must lead my vast parade of sheep There are no right answers I, I'm still down here