The Underbelly Stacks Up Ten High ...

"... The dummy failed the crash test
Collecting unemployment checks
Like a flunkie along for the ride"*

After having been unemployed for five months, tomorrow I start my second week on a new job.

Out of the almost one-hundred resumes that I sent out, this is the only job offer I received. I got the job just in time too -- another month and I would have used all my savings and would fall short on rent.

My fear of failure makes my stomach hurt. I don't know how well I can perform after my brain broke last December. I'm still in evening aftercare from the hospitalization and go to counseling as well but it is hard to say how well I will do.

And she said "I can't take this place

I'm leaving it behind"



Well she said "I can't take this town

I'm leaving you tonight"



It's not over 'till you're underground

It's not over before it's too late

This city's burnin'

It's not my burden

It's not over before it's too late *