Out Of The Red

I ain't go no outfits to pick and choose so i really ain't got that much to lose picture's getting fuzzy and it's stuck on channel 3 and the whole thing's looking pretty silly to me 50,000 more and i'm out of the red heavy metal thrash band it's all a bunch of shit people trying to name me while i'm trying to do my bit i ain't got the patience or the time to waste call me a rock star spit in my face gonna take a horse to drag me outta my bed i'd rather hang out with drunks than hang out with myself the booze is over there take a glass off the shelf if you ain't had enough by noon we'll place a call to the Boneyard Crew went to sleep at home and woke up in a shed