I started out on Burgundy But soon hit the harder stuff (call this richard andrew’s blues) I could feel the morning roun the corner And it’s killing my buzz. (in the back I hear the news) You got something that really makes me spin Like a Orange quarter water and a 5th of gin Punch-drunk love and a wide eyed grin I was looking to score so I took her to the tin Rejected, I’m hooked like Kareem A phene for obsense I scream to cause a scene, Ummm that’s where it gets fizzy… Another late night feeling kinda… “I’m feeling so” “Shit keeps moving round and getting me all” “Watching the world spin” Well its one shot, and 2 shots, and 3 shots, and floor Everytime I think I’m done I keep on coming back for more And my job kinda sucks everyday’s such a bore And I want a bunch of new shit but I’m poor All you ask is when you gonna grow up And what you gonna do when you don’t blow up Go throw another show where no one shows up Drink too much Jameson and have to throw up. You know what? You prolly right, What kinda grown man calls himself Outasight But that’s life baby trying to stay busy But all this damn talk got the boy feelin so… I ain’t saying that I'm messed up I been cleaning up myself I shaved my face And cut my hair And put on a belt And people come and go Like I'm flicking thru cable That's where its gets a little tricky And leaves a guy feeling