Koffin Kats The Way Of The Road

Twenties in my pocket, were gonna have a time. Gonna wake up hammered and not have a dime. Bill collector s calling looking for my soul. Too bad for him there ain t nobody home. I m somewhere out there. Burning the candle at both ends. It s the way of the road. Do what ya gotta do to roll along and i can t think of a better way to spend my time living and not keep giving. Oh all sweet loves must come to an end but this you won t take away. When i end up home I find myself alone.