We were drinkin' dinner on the sunset strip The girls doin' powder got a little on her lip It's just another night... Man I can't take this
Runnin' outta money and I can't pay the rent The man at the label say we'll never write a hit Shit... Man I can't take this
Everything's dr-dr-drivin' me crazy I'm tickin' like a time bomb And I'm about to blow
What's it gonna take to make it What's it gonna take to make it I'm a sorry mother fucker tired of livin in the gutter Get Me Outta Here What's it gonna take to make it I'll do anything but fake it What's it gonna take What's it gonna take to make it here
So we wrote another song cut a demo on a dime They didn't like the sound, we didn't fit the times And the radio station said 'it's way too loud'
We took it to the streets just to prove 'em all wrong We knew we had it right, yeah, we knew it all along It's just another fight...man I can't take this
Everything's dr-dr-drivin' me crazy I'm tickin' like a time bomb And I'm about to blow What's it gonna take to make it In the city of sin and the decay of angels What's it gonna take To make it out of here