Lyrics:

I don't know just where it all goes, I'm in debt up to my nose
Get credit now for 20 percent, buy a car, don't spend a cent
Take a ride, don't you like nice, you can look good for a price
Go to London for a year, I hope you can survive on beer
Oh, I feel us sinking in credit quicksand
Oh, I feel us choking
Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe
I don't know who thought that I would do well with a credit line
First, it was a stereo, then a snowboard and a phone
Finally found a new guitar, put some money down on a car
Next show ain't for seven weeks, holy hell, I'm up a creek
Oh, I feel us sinking in credit quicksand
Oh, I feel us choking
Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe

I don't know where it all goes, guess it was the job I choose
Gone a week and late on rent, my landlord is always bent
You'd think I could save a dime, working always, all the time
Wanna quit, but I don't know
Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe

I don't know where it all went, haven't got a single cent
Took my car away from me, now I'm riding RTD
Cut my card up yesterday, guess this is the price I pay
Got a new one in the mail, look at me settin' sail
Oh, I feel us sinking in credit quicksand
Oh, I feel us choking
Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe