I ain't got no job, this is all I do
I write silly songs to sing for silly people like you
I ain't got no car, I ain't got no house
Oh, but I got addicted to this bad taste in my mouth
But you keep me off the ground, yeah

Have you ever been down, down on your luck
Down in a bad kinda way, feeling like you're stuck
Well that's where I've been and that's where I am
Oh, ain't a damn thing changed, baby, but I hope that it can
But only if you can keep me off the ground
Oh, but you keep me off the ground

Oh, but you keep me off the ground