Wasting Time

Running them roads And taking a toke Keeping my mind Off the trouble I find Thinking 'bout the girl In the line in front of me I'm just Wasting time Wasting time Trying to hold on to my prime Maybe tomorrow holds my dreams Punching that clock For forty hour funds Doing my best to Obey the man Holding that wrench Hiding from stuff to do I'm just Wasting time Wasting time Trying to hold on to a dime Maybe tomorrow I'll hit the lottery Sitting in a bar Laughing late at night Drinking rye whiskey In the hazy dim light Mad at the world Yelling at the barmaid I'm just Wasting time Wasting time Trying to hold on until I die Maybe tomorrow will be my end Wasting time Wasting time Trying to hold on to these lies Maybe tomorrow I'll let it all go Maybe tomorrow I'll let it all go