I ain't go no outfits to pick and choose
so I really ain't got that much to lose
Picture's getting fuzzy and it's stuck on channel 3
the whole thing looks pretty silly to me
50,000 more and I'm out of the red
Heavy Metal thrash band, it's all a bunch of shit
People trying to name me while I'm trying to do my bit
I ain't got the patience or the time to waste
Call me a rock star you can spit in my face
Gonna take a horse to drag me outta my bed
I'd rather hang with drunks than hang out with myself
Well, the Booze is over there take a glass off the shelf
If you ain't had enough by tommorrow at noon
we're gonna place a call to the Boneyard Crew
Went to sleep at home and woke up in a shed
Oh! Sonuvabitch!
More Out Of The Red
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