Whiskey soothes the soul But crooked wings wont ever fly straight
Chaperones for the party? I think we are way too late
They’ve already released the hounds Hope flew up the tree and hid
Another shovelful of dirt On the Loved-ones coffin lid

Chorus: I’m gonna give it one more chance and that’s it
The fists of fury gonna fly and never quit
Duck and cover but still your face is gonna get hit
You take the blows, bruises and all that comes with it

Like a winded runner on his knees That just cant go anymore
Like the blind old beggar Left to mind the company store
The fine print taketh away Did you get what you paid for?
Secret protection within reach Deep inside the dresser drawer

Bridge: Fly straight and do what’s right
And the riches of heaven can too be yours
Tell that to an entire class of people
Sweeping up the dirty floors

The cash explodes in blue As you flee from the scene
Just wanted to get a little something For those left caught up in between
The holes in the net And the golden parachuters dream
Desperate times call for desperate measures No longer part of the team

The house lights came on
And the confetti filled the floor
“Do you feel like you’ve been cheated?”
Trampled running for the door?