Mr. Fix It

[Verse 1]

When you woke up, life got hard

Some motherfucker stole your car

Your best friend left, not coming back

Beer for breakfast, heart attack now

You got a dollar for the Circle K

And with any luck, you might score O.E.

You turn to leave and you're not coming back

'Til you can learn to live life with a monkey on your back

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You can choose the sheets, you can paint the walls

You can tie me up or kick me in the balls

You can burn all of my favorite books

You can carve your name in all these hooks

I don't know or I don't care

I've gotten high in my despair

When beer and wine won't do the trick

I'll be looking for a better fix

[Verse 2]

You used to have big dreams

Your name in lights and magazines

But look at you now, yeah, you went and you lost it

You traded it all in for six kids and an office

Now I'm not saying there's no going back

But there's a very fine line between this and that

And when you've lost the right to choose, then you've already chosen

This coffin is a cubicle to work your bones in

[Chorus]