I'm sweatin' bullets for breakfast   Slipping outta my range   Another night on a meathook   Just tryin' to pickle my brain   Why the hell are you running    And what are you standing for   A lightweight with the baggage   Slung out the door      So roll us on up in shrink-wrap   It sounds like a good place to hide   'Coz heads an' tails it's a night on   We'll be there 'til the end of the line      I asked out the back    To find a word in a cloud   Told me something that I already knew   Now if you're waiting for luck   To come and touch you up   You better wear yourself a good-lookin' suit   Don't you come around asking   Coz I ain't got an answerin' mind   I'm gonna get real damn familiar   With something with ice      So set us on up in the corner   And throw over that bottle 'o wine   Coz heads and tails it's a night on   We'll be there till the end of the line   We'll be there till the end of the line   We'll be there till the end of the line   Don't expect us now to understand   Or trust in the way that it feels   Chasin' up the coins into the ocean   And choppin' up the carriages to fight the locomotion alright      I had a win in Kansas   A birthday in North Albany   The most ungrateful tourist   You ever dragged an old friend to see      (Kick out the jams it ain't no fuckin' exam)