Lyrics:

I woke up on the wrong side of the floor
Made made my way throgh the front door
Broke my engagement with myself
Perfect picture of bad health,
another notch acratched on my bell
The future just ain't what it used to be

I got a new start on a dead end road. Peaked.
Peaked out on reaching new lows
Owe I pald off all my debts to myself
Perfect picture of bad health,
another notch acratched on my bell
The future's In my living room

Uptight, I'm a nag with a gun
All night, suicide's last call
I've been upting all night
I'm a son of gun
Uptight a nag with a gun