my car broke down
it started to snow
couldn't go to Worcester
couldn't make it to shows
drank a lot of whiskey
till my worries were drowned
and my vision was so blurred
I couldn't tell I wore a frown
and this went on for quite some time
getting drunk and bumming rides
but it gave me some time
to think
and time to realize
I've got to get out of this fucking town
before I fucking die
but I'm too broke to hit the road
stuck under debt
feel like I'm gonna corrode in this town
I'm too drunk and full of narcissism
to be a respectable advocate for anarchism
oh god I wish I could have found
a better way to live my life
I'm scared of change
but sick of strife
but there's nothing that I can change right now
so let's have a smoke on the back porch
and chug these motherfucking forties down
wish I could sing
about positive things
like defiance, confidence and shit
but I got no morals to be sold
when I'm out in the cold
just trying to keep my cigarette lit
but believe you me I've fucking tried
to switch my brain to the brighter side
I took the pills not the cyanide
but there's nothing that I can change right now
so let's have a smoke on the back porch
and chug these motherfucking forties down