So many assholes but not enough paper Dancing on the table regret it later Bullshit favours, laughing at old jokes Let's steal a bottle after the show and escape from the back door.
We meet up with our friends but leave them later They've got businesses to take care of We ain't got no place to call our home Make our way from bar to bar Busking drums and loud guitars Pray for food and play for drinks This is all we have to say to you.
I'll save my songs for someone better than you I'll save myself for someone better than you
We got the music but they got the medium We hate the machine but they keep it running So save your plans for someone better than me