Fightin' with the neighbours and screwin' the wife    Hip hop music ruined my life    I bitch and I moan, I lie and I cheat    Waiting for the night when I die in my sleep       I listen to the jukebox and sit by the bar    Taking care of a dog that got hit by a car    Prayin' for salvation, and needing a miracle    Drowning in new music and reading material       Shoelaces untied, telling people I'm rich    Who can't tell the difference in real art and high kitch    Mouth like a broken bottle, crooked and bottomless    Half wolf, half crow, half hippopotamus    Sturdy as a paper bag as well, my face is flawed    But keeping the fire going by the grace of God    And I'm loathe to think that we missed our chance    To find a way out of this downward dance    And we got it all wrong       Singing a song with a rock in my mouth    Nobody knows what I'm talking about    Lost without a marketing plan and a stylist    Here comes the vilest nihilist finalist       Once and for all, barbed wire and rope    The most beautiful woman is strung out on dope    Slowly the music, died, died, died    Three white horses side by side       Last change to change, you better hurry, quick    Lying in a bed, wide awake and I'm worried sick    Completely out-foxed, I hide from the phone    And I swear this pen has a mind of its own       Jaws that go through solid steel, a clenched fist    A breath of fresh air for once, and a French kiss    The weight of the world and collapsable me    I'm talking about trouble with a capital 'T'    We got it all wrong