Getting bombed out on booze   Got nothing to lose   Run out of money   Disposable blues   Sleazy hotels   Like living in hell   The girls on the hustle   With nothing to sell   Want something for nothing   It's always the same   Keep pushing and shoving   And I'm down on the game   Always in trouble   Forever detained      Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye   And good riddance to bad luck      Well spread out the news   There's a free man loose   Back out of jail   And chasing some flueze   Padlocks and chains   Broken the chains   Lay down a claim   For monetary gains   Wonder what's coming   Out for the take   Freedom for loving   And lust for the taste   Eyes are wide open   (wild? ) to the game      Goodbye, goodbye, goodbye   And good riddance to bad luck