Bankrupt In Hoven

I drank a bottle of sox
Unrelenting, never-ending

She took one look at me
I could tell I could feel it never ever

No way

Bears are attacking me
Dressed with signs of sixteen subjects
You don't want 'em
Why not let 'em go?

I'm fine
All right
Just fine

You don't know what it's like
You don't know 'em
Why not show 'em how?

My Dad he said to me,
"Life ain't fair, Son, you don't expect it"
Sorry, Dad...

Bears still attacking me
Dressed with signs of you don't want 'em
Why not let 'em go?