wELL I WORK TO LIVE WHILE MY BOSS GET RICH
I COME HOME AT NIGHT TO TIRED TO ENJOY MY LIFE
COME SUNDAY YOUR GONNA FIND GOONA LEAVE THIS ALL BEHIND
AINT NEVER COMIN BACK
THERES A ROAD OUT WEST
ITS MADE OF WATER AND
I,M HEADIN DOWN THAT LINE COME SUNDAY DINER TIME
IM GONNA RIDE INTO THE SUN, TILL MY BALLS ARE FXXX DONE
AINT NEVER COMIN HOME