when my life goes down the drain
and i got no one left to blame
and i'll always have this pain
sick of playin this old game
woah my head is swollen
and im sore with bloodshot eyes
i got this reposession
such a thorn up in my side
come on down the price is high
we'll take away your dreams
steal up all your money
along with your dignity
and it gets so rough...
when my life goes down the drain
and i got no one left to blame
and i'll always have this pain
sick of playin this old game
poppin pills dont pay the bills
cant smoke it all away
cant press rewind cant change time
im livin it day to day
no walkin to the bank today
dont answer my telephone
i know its the blood-s**ing leeches
the bill-collecting greedy hos
and it gets so rough...
when my life goes down the drain
and i got no one left to blame
and i'll always have this pain
sick of playin this old game
so charge it up, charge it up
aint got no cash today
and charge it up, charge it up
platic's the american way
and charge it up, charge it up
and got no cash today
and charge it up, charge it up
plastic's the american way
and it gets so rough...
when my life goes down the drain
and i got no one left to blame
and i'll always have this pain
sick of playin this old game