I'm havin' a heart attack In 5-4 I took five But Brubeck left me wantin' more Hand to mouth I think this might just be my last three years I think I'm I'm holding on I'm holding on I'm holding on I'm holding out Holding out for some luck These times aren't workin' My stomach lining just feels like a sack These things aren't workin' The bile flows from my nose to my toes I'm holding on I'm holding on I'm holding on I'm holding out Holding out for some luck Sleepless and alone Layed in bed with a fuck sick leg Now I'm strong as an ox Quick and sly just like a fox