They say you have a problem, you sleep all day   You can't feel the heat of the sun   What'd you want me to say?   Take your guitar and do shit that's been done   You'd think you were dying or dead   Never mind what we said   Don't go home   They'll lock you up in a hole   To get old      You know what they want you to be?   She wants you down on your knees   I know your mamma loves having me around   But I'm sick of the sight of the sound   Couldn't stand another round      Boy we have a problem, no help on the way   The chapter is already done   There's nothing more for me to say   Don't go home   They'll lock you up in a hole   Don't go      You know what they want you to be?   She wants you down on your knees