Life In The Pen Ain't For Me

Give Me A Paper And Pen, So I Can Write About My Life Of Sin. A Couple Of Bottles Of Gin, In Case I Don't Get In.

And Did You Ever Stop To Think That Im Old Enough To Go To War But I Aint Old Enough To Drink.

Whatever You See You Gotta Keep A Sense Of Humor; You Gotta Be Able To Smile Through All The Bullshit.

The Realest People Don’t Have A Lot Of Friends.

All The Hennessy And Weed Can't Hide, The Pain I Feel Inside, Its Like I'm Living Just To Die.