Lyrics:

Sitting at a stop sign
Looking for a friend of mine
Waiting to salute the flag
Talking to some he/she
Sliding over next to me
Man, she said, this life is a drag
It's a shaky situation
And I'm hanging on my will
And I get no satisfaction
From a hundred dollar bill
But I got what i came for
And I'll do it until i drop
You do what you want to do
I ain't never going to stop

You say you got something that
Makes you feel good
And you can't stop messing with it
All your life you've been
So misunderstood
Because you can't stop messing with it

Sitting by the seashore
Dreaming about a little more
Circling the classifieds
Nine seven six
Man I need another fix
I'll never have to kiss the bride

Yeah, the city is a war zone
This country gone to hell
And the beer cans in the alley
From the rich folks on the hill
They're screaming hallelujah
But I don't give a damn
Because I got my own religion
Yeah, it's right here in my hand

You say you got something that
Makes you feel good
And you can't stop messing with it
All your life you've been
So misunderstood
Because you can't stop messing with it