Serving - Bumpin Uglies

Livin' my life one mistake at a time

All keep adding up

Waiting tables for the last six years man my youth is wrappin' up

And now I’m staring down in a glass

For answers it won’t give

Wonderin' why I live to work, when I know I should be working to live

So I get myself another drink and I, try to forget that I drink too much

Cos' if this is my lot in life well, it’ll just have to be enough

Because i’m settling for having my bills paid

That cigarette after a long day

And if it gets too hard i’ll go and close the bar, run a tab up that’ll be more

than I made

Holding on to dreams i’m dreamin'

They are the only thing that’s keeping me moving

And if when I awake i’m still a lowly slave i’ll be ok with this life i’m

living, yeah

I’ll be ok with this life i’m living

Locked up institutionalised i’m labelled criminal of the state

An affliction of addiction we all got, one on our plate

Knocked up, car flipped, raided homes

Troubled souls are the only ones I know and I

Wouldn’t take it any other way

Im so sorry if you cant relate

Because i’m settling for having my bills paid

That cigarette after a long day

And if it gets too hard i’ll go and close the bar, run a tab up that’ll be more

than I made

Holding on to dreams i’m dreamin'

They are the only thing that’s keeping me moving

And if when I awake i’m still a lowly slave i’ll be ok with this life i’m

living, yeah

I’ll be ok with this life i’m living