Real Mckenzies Burnout
Woke up today and caught in last night's smoke,
I hung my wet and stinky kilt to dry.
There's not a lot of room in here my eviction's in the
works I fear
but still I hold my finger in the pie.
And so I open wide the door to find the day,
that son of a bitch so bright she made me blind.
But slowly I adjust to see a paradise turn grey
full of those that left their dreams behind.
The corporate girl, the company guy bent outta shape
with strain
300 days a year to earna dime.
They get a heart attack a-walkin' or a stroke on the
phone a-talkin'
Paid in paltry cash a trade for time.
I'm just a burnout! I've got no common sense,
I've spent my rent on a binge on Wednesday night.
Thursday stayed in bed till 5, then borrowed cash to
stay alive,
Then Friday start the weekend feeling right.
I know you all have scrutinized my failing flailing
life,
A part of me just wishes I could care.
But honestly my own decree is simply to live happily!
And die with all my memories left to share!
I'm just a burnout! I've got no common sense,
I've spent my rent on a binge on Wednesday night.
Thursday stayed in bed till 5, then borrowed cash to
stay alive,
Then Friday start the weekend feeling right.
I'm just a burnout, but got not one lament..
Cause I only ever wanted to be content!
