I'm sweatin' bullets for breakfast Slipping outta my range Another night on a meathook Just tryin' to pickle my brain Why the hell are you running And what are you standing for A lightweight with the baggage Slung out the door So roll us on up in shrink-wrap It sounds like a good place to hide 'Coz heads an' tails it's a night on We'll be there 'til the end of the line I asked out the back To find a word in a cloud Told me something that I already knew Now if you're waiting for luck To come and touch you up You better wear yourself a good-lookin' suit Don't you come around asking Coz I ain't got an answerin' mind I'm gonna get real damn familiar With something with ice So set us on up in the corner And throw over that bottle 'o wine Coz heads and tails it's a night on We'll be there till the end of the line We'll be there till the end of the line We'll be there till the end of the line Don't expect us now to understand Or trust in the way that it feels Chasin' up the coins into the ocean And choppin' up the carriages to fight the locomotion alright I had a win in Kansas A birthday in North Albany The most ungrateful tourist You ever dragged an old friend to see (Kick out the jams it ain't no fuckin' exam)