Never did we think we’d end up here
Outcast from life and still sinking
Defending drugs and drinking beer
Freshly bathed but still stinking
Outcast from life and still sinking
“Where will you be in ten years?”
Freshly bathed but still stinking
Sick and tired of wiping the tears
“Where are you, after ten years?”
Not quite, as they say, winning the game
Sick and tired of hearing the jeers
Picking up the pace, staying the same
Not quite, as you know, winning the game
Not that we have a lot of competition
Just keeping the pace, staying the same
But we’re tired of mindless repetition
Not that we have a lot of competition
There’s no one really holding us down
But we’ve fallen into mindless repetition
And here we are, waiting to drown
There’s no one really holding us down
Maybe it’s all the drugs and all the beer
So, here we are, waiting to drown
Never did we think we’d end up here