Black-eyed Susan's back in town
She came by to bring us down
With her bread and bu*ter face
She really lights up the place
She's in trouble deep
One foot in the grave
Rent's due in a week
She needs one more drink
Go downtown, hang around
I don't know, why we go
I don't know, why we stay
I don't know, what we're doing
Jack used to be good for a laugh
Now he's just a punching bag
Jack thinks he is Cary Grant
Jack is more like Ray Milland
He's here every night
Looking for a fight
One foot in the grave
He can not be saved
Go downtown, hang around
I don't know, why we go
I don't know, why we stay
I don't know, what we're doing
I'm in trouble deep
One foot in the street
Rent's due in a week
I need one more drink
I'm here every night
Looking for a fight
One foot in the grave
I can not be saved