Fortification
Johnny Bertram
His Momma was a gambler
And Daddy drove to make things right
Down the Interstate at night
Sending out a signal
Through the rain and street and snow
Doing ninety down the road
And no one knows the sensation
That rises up to sweep a nation
There's no time left to be patient
As you make that turn down Fortification
And the voices in his head say "You'll never make it
"You're just a statistic
"Though you try your best, you're just like the rest
"And you'll never make it
"No, you'll never make it"
He posed under the driveway
The lights are off, the locks are changed
It's hard to explain it, there's only so much a man can do
You try your best and then you lose
And no one knows the sensation
That rises up to sweep the nation
There's no time left to be patient
As you make that turn down Fortification
And the voices in his head say "You'll never make it
"You're just a statistic
"Though you try your best, you're just like the rest
"And you'll never make it
"No, you'll never make it
"You're just a statistic
"Though you try your best, you're just like the rest
"And you'll never make it
"No, you'll never make it
"No, you'll never make it"