Somethings got a hold of me I don't know what it is
I keep breaking the law
Somethings got a hold of me I don't know what it is
The man in the glasses don't think so
And so we kill time getting frayed
And rusty round the borders
Still life heaven made with women and wine
Kill time telling tales of life before disorder
It's me that keeps talking it's me that feels so fine
So fine, So fine, so fine, so fine
I feel so fine
So fine, so fine, so fine, so fine,

Get the message from the warder, and let us all go

Somethings got a hold of me I don't know what it is
I keep breaking the law
Somethings got a hold of me I don't know what it is
The man in the white coat don't think so
And so we move round in a trail that's stickly out of order
Move round in a trail
We sing songs of getting laid that's just a round the corner
It's me that keeps singing it's me that sings so fine
So fine, So fine, so fine, so fine
I feel so fine
So fine, so fine, so fine, so fine,

Warder, you lock me up, you take away my lady luck
And warder when my time is up I shall return my freedom cup