© & ℗ Buckley / Etiam 2017

I get paid so little I can’t live a lot
Sometimes I feel that it’s a government plot
Woke up on Friday morning in a pile of bills
Doctor can I have some of your happy pills

End of the line I gotta find a way out
I’ll have another tab and I feel fine
I take the easy way out

There’s no more money in my bank account
Just holes in my pockets in large amounts
Soon I’ll be out with the litter picking crew
Early in the morning drinking canned heat brew

End of the line I gotta find a way out
One more bottle of the cheapest wine
Is the easy way out Redeye!

I had a three car garage with nothin’ to spare
Here I’m standing in my underwear
I never thought that I would sink this low
Now I know what it’s like to go down slow

End of the line I gotta find a way out
One more bottle of the cheapest wine
Is the easy way out Redeye!

I used to feel so fine
I hate this change in time
Buddy can you spare a dime— I can’t find my way out