No Money

Late night TV’s blarin'
The nights seem so uncarin'
I try to drank myself to sleep yeah
Uptight Reverend’s beggin'
To pay for souls he’s savin'
He’s got a brand new tailored suit
I’ve got some cheap wine, blue jeans and wholly boots
I Ain’t Got No Money
Girlfriend’s babysittin'
She’s pissed at me forgettin'
I was supposed to be there by eleven
Ride my motorcycle
Stop to get a bottle
She has a hard time understandin'
I love her but sometimes she’s just too demandin'