Midnight bite at the Cherry   So sweet is the juice   I'm free from the chains   And all the dogs are running loose      I'm chasing my tail   And I'm losin' my head   Yeah I'm falling down   I can't feel my legs   I'm on my way to a better place      Fat City Juiced up an' ready   Fat City I'm already gone   Fat City Juiced up an' ready   Battered an' bruised I keep a rolling on   Rollin' on...      Saddle sore at the Pony   From the black rockin' chair   I got what I need   I'm already there      I been riding so hard   I drank all the dregs   She's falling down   She can't feel her legs   We're on our way to a better place      Fat City Juiced up an' ready   Fat City I'm already gone   Fat City Juiced up an' ready   Battered an' bruised I keep a rolling on   I keep a rollin' on, I keep a rollin' on      Fat City Juiced up an' ready   Fat City I'm already gone   Fat City Juiced up an' ready   Battered an' bruised I keep a rolling on   Rollin' on Rollin' on Rollin' on Rollin' on...