The DMV of Broken Dreams

I tripped over my cat as I got out of bed

Knocked a mirror right off of the wall

As I left my bedroom, I knew I was doomed

In my heart, I had no hope at all

Then I stepped on a crack as I went to my car

I got in, and I started to roll

I quivered in fear as my goal drew near

The Department of Motor Vehicles

Now I've been here since half past nine

And I've been told three times that I'm in the wrong line

And my mind's disintegrating at the seams

I'm at the DMV of Broken Dreams

Now I sit in my chair, while my neighbors all glare

They'd kill me to move up in the queue

I haveve read both the books that I had in my bag

Tell me, what's a poor boy to do?

Now, my number is called, and I bring them my form

They stamp it and tell me to wait

Then they put up a sign that says 'back after lunch.'

Please, God, let me escape my fate

Now I've been here since half past nine

And I've been told three times that I'm in the wrong line

And my mind's disintegrating at the seams

I'm at the DMV of Broken Dreams

Oh no!

Now I've been here since half past nine

And I've been told six times that I'm in the wrong line

And my mind's disintegrating at the seams

I'm at the DMV of Broken Dreams

With my psyche in shreds, now I shuffle along

A madman now bids me say 'Cheese'

Avert your eyes from the photo my license now bears

My expression will make your heart freeze

A tormented likeness of wordless despair

Will steal all your comfort away --

My wallet encloses this demon ID

This License of Dorian Gray

Now I've been here since half past nine

And I've been told twelve times that I'm in the wrong line

And my mind's disintegrating at the seams

I'm at the DMV of Broken Dreams

I'm at the DMV of Broken Dreams

In Middletown, Rhode Island