Karaoké S.O.S. (Sawed Off Shotgun) The Glorious Sons

Mother I don't wanna take my medicine

Twenty-four years in the gutter again

I'm losing it

I'm losing it

Everybody's acting like they're all alright

I can barely get myself to sleep at night

I'm sick of it

Yeah I'm sick of it

Yeah they sent the taxman

I lost my job and you got hooked on oxycodone

They shut the lights off

They took the car and

I bought a sawed off shotgun

Yeah they sent the taxman

I lost my job and you got hooked on oxycodone

They shut the lights off

They took the car and

I bought a sawed off shotgun

I'd rather be crazy than to take these pills

I'm sick of being okay against my will

I'm losing it

I'm losing it

Ain't a thing in this world that I'm gonna miss

It's all fake smiles and leather jackets

We're full of it

Yeah we're full of shit

I don't know who to trust

Ooh

Yeah they sent the taxman

I lost my job and you got hooked on oxycodone

They shut the lights off

They took the car and

I bought a sawed off shotgun

Yeah they sent the taxman

I lost my job and you got hooked on oxycodone

They shut the lights off

They took the car and

I bought a sawed off shotgun

I'm losing it

I bought a sawed off shotgun

I'm losing it

I bought a sawed off shotgun

I don't know who to trust

They need people like us

Yeah they sent the taxman

I lost my job and you got hooked on oxycodone

They shut the lights off

They took the car and

I bought a sawed off shotgun

Yeah they sent the taxman

I lost my job and you got hooked on oxycodone

They shut the lights off

They took the car and

I bought a sawed off shotgun

Yeah they sent the taxman

I lost my job and you got hooked on oxycodone

They shut the lights off

They took the car and

I bought a sawed off shotgun