I don't know just where it    all goes, I', in debt up to my nose    Get credit now for 20 percent, buy a car, don't spend a cent    Take a ride, don't you like nice, you can look    good for a price    Go to London for a year, hope you can survive on a beer       I feel us sinking in credit quicksand    I feel us choking    Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe       I don't know who thought that I would do well with a    credit line    First it was a stereo, then a snowboard and a phone    Finally found a new guitar, put some money down on a car    Next gig aint for seventh weeks, holy hell I'm up a creek       I feel us sinking in credit quicksand    I feel us choking    Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe       I don't know where it all goes, guess it was the job I choose    Gone a week and late on rent, my landlord is always bent    You'd think I could save a dime, working always, all the time    Wanna quit but I don't know, oh we owe, we owe, we owe,    we owe       I don't know where it all went, haven't got a single cent    Took my car away from me, now I'm riding RTD    Cut my card up yesterday, guess it's the price I pay    Got a new one in the mail - look at me settin sail       I feel us sinking in credit quicksand    I feel us choking    Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe