Lyrics
Extra sheets, 'cause oil isn't cheap
But two bucks is six cans down on Douglas Street
OT got docked this week and somehow more snow
No license, no registration, nowhere to go
Brain is bouncing off walls
It's just a setback, not a downfall
Take me to the back room
Where nostrums zoom
Right down the throttle
Set the snare
Out across the sprawl on no sleep
Thrown around like a ragdoll,
Can't compete
If down inside, something's off, at least I tried
I just can't seem to keep peace
But that's how it goes
Brains are bouncing off of all walls
It's just a setback, not our downfall
We're running out of room inside the scene
Just apply the staples
Set up again...
Without a chance