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 looks 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 you can spit in my face 
Gonna take a horse to drag me outta my bed
 
I`d rather hang with drunks than hang out with myself 
Well, the booze is over there take a glass off the shelf 
If you ain`t had enough by tomorrow at noon 
we`re gonna place a call to the boneyard crew 
Went to sleep at home and woke up in a shed