When I wake up, I don't wake up

Until I crawl inside a coffee cup full of speed and powder drugs and coffee

When I get to work, I don't get to work

Until I give my brain another jerk with a couple keep-me-goins and a calm-me-down

Some folks roll automatic

They rise and fall just like God would have it

And life's as easy as just pressing the gas and going

Well, I wish I could, but I spent a lot of years

Trading the tides for coffee and beers

And now I gotta shift my own busted gears

I'm a manual

When it's happy hour, it ain't happy hour

Until a couple rounds, tall, strong and sour, get to shining up my smile for you to see

When it's time to chill, I don't got time to chill

Until I get my watch to start standing still, and I know how, but that sure will be expensive

Some folks roll automatic

They rise and fall just like God would have it

And life's as easy as just pressing the gas and going

Well, I wish I could, but I spent a lot of years

Trading the tides for coffee and beers

Now I gotta shift my own busted gears

I'm a manual

I need my chemicals

To keep this vehicle

On the road

When she's ready for sex, I ain't ready for sex

Until I sneak a pill from my bedside chest, and, man, I'm far too young for this, I'm a manual

When it's time to sleep, I don't go to sleep

Until I smoke a big ol' bowl of weed and wash it down with cold and flu relief, I'm talking bout the good stuff

Some folks roll automatic

They rise and fall just like God would have it

And life's as easy as just pressing the gas and going

Well, I wish I could, but I spent a lot of years

Trading the tides for coffee and beers

Now I gotta shift my own busted gears

I'm a manual

I need my chemicals

To keep this vehicle

On the road