The Icicle Works - sh** Creek lyrics

When times are good, when times are bad Let my verse be my epitaph I can't slow down, I can't get straight Kind woman, please, don't make me wait Kind woman, please, don't make me wait I'm all undone, I'm all uptight Sweet Jesus, won't you treat me right? I wear my home, I eat my pay I'm dancing on my dying day I'm dancing on my dying day, yeah