Piss-poor, ridin' high

Sun-bathin' fire-side

We're here for the porn

Of the sirloin

Get your T-bone, let your backbone slide

Tunnel and sky collide

Lose friends to the air waves

And the airlines

I wanna make it right

Some future in my eyes bright

Hush, don't explain

When you water down my name

I'll be up too late

Call me when you get

Better at your game

You haven't beat me yet

The waitress, the actress

Got the skin and the bones

With the hairbrush and an air brush

She'd be white gold

She asked the piss-poor

"Why you lookin' for that party in the sky?

It's just a movie about a movie

Too old to die"

But I'm gonna make it right

Future in my eyes bright

Hush, don't explain

When you water down my name

I'll be up too late

Call me when you get

Better at your game

You haven't beat me yet

Though my vision is strainin'

I'm gonna make it right

Some future in my eyes bright

Hush, don't explain

When you water down my name

I'll be up too late

Call me when you get

Better at your game

You haven't beat me yet