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
