Look, I was never an angel,
I’m not calling it a fall from grace,
But I sure did fall, as you’ll recall,
We’re both in the same place.
Eating beers at night on a playground,
Smoking out of soda cans,
Guitars, drums, tones and saxophones,
And fucking up our plans.
Oh shit! Oh no! My stash is low,
Gotta cop real soon so I gotta go,
Cold sweats, hands shook, no shit I’m hooked,
I’m tapped out, gotta get mom’s pocketbook.
(Whoa oh oh oh, whoa oh oh oh)
Gotta get mom’s pocketbook,
(Whoa oh oh oh, who oh oh oh)
Gotta get mom’s pocketbook.
Really, I’m a regular person.
Well, I gave “regular” the college try,
But taking prereqs, working nights jobs,
Good God, I’d rather fucking die.
Eventually I’ll just be a chipper,
Though it’s not possible, or so you say,
Cuz when the horse starts coursing through your blood,
It’s not like you can walk away.
Oh shit! Oh no! My stash is low,
Gotta cop real soon so I gotta go,
Cold sweats, hands shook, no shit I’m hooked,
I’m tapped out, gotta get mom’s pocketbook.
(Whoa oh oh oh, whoa oh oh oh)
Gotta get mom’s pocketbook,
(Whoa oh oh oh, who oh oh oh)
Gotta get mom’s pocketbook.
Oh shit! Oh no! My stash is low,
Gotta cop real soon so I gotta go,
Cold sweats, hands shook, no shit I’m hooked,
I’m tapped out, gotta get mom’s pocketbook.
Oh shit! Oh no! My stash is low,
Gotta cop real soon so I gotta go,
Cold sweats, hands shook, no shit I’m hooked,
I’m tapped out, gotta get mom’s pocketbook.
(Whoa oh oh oh, whoa oh oh oh)
Gotta get mom’s pocketbook,
(Whoa oh oh oh, who oh oh oh)
Gotta get mom’s pocketbook.
(Whoa oh oh oh, whoa oh oh oh)
Gotta get mom’s pocketbook,
(Whoa oh oh oh, who oh oh oh)
Gotta get mom’s pocketbook.
I’m tapped out!
I’m tapped out!
I’m tapped out!
I’m tapped out!
I’m tapped out!
I’m tapped out!
I’m tapped out!
I’m tapped out!
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