Machine Gun

Well I'm up and I don't know why

But I guess that's all that counts

Looking round as I'm holding my head

And I'm in somebody's house

The sun it hits me like a punch in the face

With a headache I can't ignore

Seems almost every weekend my bed is someone's floor

And so I can't keep this up

I have had enough

Eating cold pizza on the side of the curb

To cover up my morning breath of gin

Something doesn't seem to sit with me right

It' going out the way it went in

And so I can't keep this up

I have had enough

Coz you can count me out I'm on to you

Coz you can count me out I'm tired of

Leaving my embarrassments behind

Na na na na na na na na

Na na na na na na na na

Na na na na na na na na

Na na na na na na na na