Woke up today and coughed up last night's smoke
I hung my wet and stinky kilt to dry,
There's not a lot of room in here, my eviction's
in the works I fear but
Still I hold my finger in the pie
And so I open wide the door to find the day,
That son-of-a-bitch so bright she made me blind
But slowly I adjust to see a paradise turned grey
Full of those who've left their dreams behind
The corporate girl, the company guy
Bent outta shape with strain
300 days a year to earn a dime
They get a heart attack a-walkin',
Or a stroke on the phone a-talkin'
Paid in paltry cash a trade for time.
I'm just a burnout! I've got no common sense,
I've spent my rent on a binge on Wednesday night.
Thursday stayed in bed till 5,
Then borrowed cash to stay alive,
Then Friday start the weekend feeling right
I know you all have scrutinized my failing flailing life,
A part of me just wishes I could care.
But honestly my own decree is simply to live happily!
And die with all my memories left to share!
I'm just a burnout! I've got no common sense,
I've spent my rent on a binge on Wednesday night.
Thursday stayed in bed till 5,
Then borrowed cash to stay alive,
Then Friday start the weekend feeling right!
I'm just a burnout, but got not one lament...
Cuz I only ever wanted to be content!
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