Chief had been out of the army
For 15 years or more
He was still marching up and down that street
Just like he was a-walking a war
They called him the chief because he was Indian
It was a name they said behind his back
In the summer he´d march without any shoes
Until the soles of his feet turned black
´till the soles of his feet turned black

His hands wouldn´t work the machinery
Cause his brain told him what to say
It´s a hell of a life
But its somebody´s life
Up and down the street all day

Honey have a look at the places
Like a dog running on a track
The wheels keep on going as fast as you get there
You don´t ever get to go back
I don´t really know what I´m doing
Just watching myself in some play
And the actress looks like she wants to go home
And lie in bed all day
Yeah lie in a big bed all day

Her hands wouldn´t work the machinery
Cause his brain tells him what to say
It´s a hell of a life
But its somebody´s life
Up and down the street all day

Well I wish that you could see me when I´m flying in my dreams
The way I laugh there way up high
The way I look when I fly
The way I live
The way I fly

Chief got out of the army
Jesus went to live with the poor
I´m still marching up and down that street
I don´t know what I´m doing that for
I don´t know what I´m doing that for
I don´t know what I´m doing that for