I dont wanna work
I dont wanna sleep
I dont wanna stand on my own two feet
I dont wanna laugh
I dont wanna cry
Ive set my emotions to the side
I dont wanna- I dont wanna
I dont wanna do anything
Cuz youre shit
and hes shit
well shes shit
were all fucked
I dont wanna go
i dont wanna stay
i couldnt care less anyway
i dont wanna fuck
i dont wanna score
i dont wanna live my life no more
Baby Ive been around the world and back
So many cities i cant keep track
so many drugs- i cant remember
another gig is another bender
Touring, touring- its never boring
pogo all night and party til the morning
Who could forget those berlin nights
Those red light girls and irish fights
from polish skins in czech pubs
to glassing crusties in minnesota clubs
you know the girls they cum and go
theres whiskey on the bar and a pocket full of blow
ill give you blood for a five dollar show
but thats what i do i gotta hit the road
I remember high school
man was it a bore
i remember being shut out
for the clothes i couldnt afford
and i recall being accused
of things id never do
and i recall the photographs
that i never took of you
So... heres to the losers
heres to me and you
heres the loers
whatare you gonna do
I remember being shunned
and being pushed aside
singled out against the wall
and stripped of any pride
and i recall running away
from assholes just like you
now it seems youre the only fucks
I ever run into
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