Million Dollar Question

Was always waiting for the crush The car to drive right through the shops To call in sick and late at work To take a holiday Was always tangled up in knots To keep myself from speaking up But no one's listening anyway Just trying to bribe me And if it's alright, then what am I doing here? And if it's alright, this place is ga*sed by fear And if it's alright, I'll tell you, 'cause you never understand And if it's alright, I'll beg you, 'cause I'm a begging kind of man Today I wrote a bad check Packed a bag and took a jet But no one's looking anyway I hope you miss me (I just think maybe I'm making a mistake)