...And That's The Bottom Line

Enough is enough and it's time for a change We're all gonna die and we have ourselves to blame From needles in our arms and banging coke off the counters Ring rat diseases, botched moves, and concussions I just want to perform for you Take every bump night after night Is that too much for me to ask of you? It's all we have and that's the bottom line And that's the bottom line And that's the bottom line I used to be a brother, but now I'm just a son We've got the Von Erich's curse and a loaded shotgun I'm not sad that my foots halfway in the door I'm too old for this shit I should've stopped at 24 I just want to perform for you Take every bump night after night Is that too much for me to ask of you? It's all we have and that's the bottom line And that's the bottom line And that's the bottom line Look out for Pillman He's got a pistol He wrestles pencils What I just want to perform for you Take every bump night after night Is that too much for me to ask of you? It's all we have and that's the bottom line And that's the bottom line And that's the bottom line And that's the bottom line And that's the bottom line