I don't know just where it

all goes, I', in debt up to my nose

Get credit now for 20 percent, buy a car, don't spend a cent

Take a ride, don't you like nice,

you can look good for a price

Go to London for a year, hope you can survive on a beer 

I feel us sinking in credit quicksand

I feel us choking

Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe 



I don't know who thought that I would do well with a credit line

First it was a stereo, then a snowboard and a phone

Finally found a new guitar, put some money down on a car

Next gig aint for seventh weeks, holy hell I'm up a creek 



I feel us sinking in credit quicksand

I feel us choking

Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe 



I don't know where it all goes, guess it was the job I choose

Gone a week and late on rent, my landlord is always bent

You'd think I could save a dime, working alway, all the time

Wanna quit but I don't know, oh we owe, we owe, we owe,

we owe 



I don't know where it all went, haven't got a single cent

Took my car away from me, now I'm riding RTD

Cut my card up yesterday, guess it's the price I pay

Got a new one in the mail - look at me settin sail 



I feel us sinking in credit quicksand

I feel us choking

Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe