When the last of the East Coast money ran dry And the casually-dressed bill collectors Started casually dropping on by And the residuals, but there weren't any more residuals At least several months behind On the payments to certain individuals I strolled into the lobby Mouth full Blood capsules I strolled into the lobby Mouth full Blood capsules I'm off the juice for seven months I learn to like living clean But there just isn't any money On the independent scene Not even if you're cutting corners Staying in nights, eating alone Somebody's gotta pay the gas bill
It's not gonna go away on its own I strolled into the lobby Mouth full Blood capsules I strolled into the lobby Mouth full Blood capsules I'm the biggest guy in the bank line Everybody else looks tiny I could almost smell the fear On the lunch-hour car salesman behind me I know this isn't gonna work I guess I'll see it when I see it I can't work any other jobs This was my last and best idea I strolled into the lobby Mouth full Blood capsules I strolled into the lobby Mouth full Blood capsules