There's gonna be flashing lights, then you're gonna make a phone call home. Can you come down here and bail me out? They say there's a bottom, Over and over into the same gutter, face down. And you'll never own anything in this world You'll never find and honest days work They can take away your home They can sue you for everything you own But you don't have to surrender your soul You'll find no sympathy, sympathy for acting like a child, after making decisions like you were a man. And you'll have to keep swinging. Patch up the holes in your pants and wake up by tomorrow morning And you'll never own anything in this world You'll never find and honest days work They can take away your home They can sue you for everything you own But you don't have to surrender your soul No you don't have to surrender your soul Don't surrender your soul