

(one, two, three, four!)
Crawl in a dumpster or use a floor jack And my old
Jeep inline takes me to hell and back
Fire in the water,
smoke in the hills My friends all wonder why I live in
the mills
I traded my brand name clothes for a bag of goodwill
And as long as I've got six strings on my back
Shoes on my feet and a big bottle of Jack My silver
spoon life won't keep me alive and well (yeah,
alive and well!) Crawl in a dumpster or use a floor jack
And my old Jeep inline takes me to hell and back
My silver spoon life won't keep me alive and well
No, it won't keep me alive and well
I traded my brand name clothes for a bag of goodwill And
as long as I've got six strings on my back Shoes on
my feet and a big bottle of Jack My silver spoon life
won't keep me alive and well
You can stick that silver spoon up your ass That's my version
of hell (hahaha!)