A Real Piece Of Work

Perfectly balanced
A chip on each shoulder
Full time drinker
Gulf War Syndrome
Bringing me down
Part time lunatic
Drive me to drink
Smothered my dreams
With one hopeless future

[Chorus:]
Light up, get high
Who cares

Cursed by happiness
Sulking and whining
I'd rather be drinking
Ruined by porn
Screwing my eyes
Full time pothead
Automatic weapons
Keepin' me hard
Fucking broken record

I hate the cops
I hate the courts