One fine day
I'll settle down
When you bloody me
I ran aground
With my broken face
And fisticuff
Fuck the rest and
All their stuff

I don't anymore
I don't anymore

Just look and you'll
See me
Lying there
Lying there

Just look and you'll
See me
Lying there
Lying

Another way
A battle ground
A ready teller whore
Who makes no sound
Keep the money bitch
Keep the stuff
Fly around the world
And keep it up

I don't anymore
I don't anymore

It's killing time on the streets
All hate Sunday