Sooner Than Later

All dressed up and nowhere to go

I'm headed to Hell in a pair of gasoline drawers

Well, I don't know what I've been told

But I'll tell you something that I wish I'd've known

They're only words, unless they're true

And I should never lied to you

But please tell me what you would say

When the IRS finds your tax haven

On the shores of the Seychelles

Or somewhere nice like Curacao

I never should have bought me a boat

And now I'm up the damned creek without propulsion

I ain't no wolf of any corporate elite

And I feel the walls crumbling down around me

So if I say I'm sorry for involving you

Will that propel you to pay my bailout sooner than later?

Well, I'd atone for all my sins

If I wasn't already so far into the red

And I know I said, "Fools rush in," but it's also foolish just to keep lying

So how many times should I say I'm sorry?

I swear by this time next year, we're gonna have more money, I hope

Where I pay off all my credit cards

And we'll have a house with a big front yard

As I build up my own self-worth

And I promise I'll stop being such a jerk

I just need you to keep me in check

And we'll be straight cash if you pay my bail

On time, of course

I know it's rich when this is coming from me

But right now, I need you to believe it

If you don't pay, they're gonna send me away

Guaranteeing that you won't see me sooner than later