Ruthless

It's showtime baby, where's my motivation Work's been so crazy, I need a vacation Stick it sweet in a quarter pound Then try to pack it loose Pure taffy from another town There's onions in the goose Thank f*ck they did this for me Otherwise I'd of been dead Swim Bathe in it Scrape. shave Cut it Now get religious for me Freaky supernatural swing of the back country Its all just business heres a written statement We're keeping records on you Every civic violation Bring me your glass I'll fill it up Sweat from my ass Is the drink of the month Thank f*ck they did this for me Otherwise I'd of been dead Swim, bathe in it Scrape, shave Cut it Now get religious for me Freaky supernatural swing of the back country Pull the hairpin Break the glass In case of emergency Just toss the sacred axe Where's my motivation Where's the bullseye Where's the x Is there something more to live for Than death Make friends in the trench Learn to speak mud Take a shift in the steakhouse of love Hooray for us We were rats in the trash Not worth a bullet Lets see what falls through the drain When we pull it Not worth a bullet