"Quick while she turns her back, slip it in"

I’m in a meat-pack plant by the gutterside

A slaughterhouse apartment with a slice of lime

I’m cruisin’ with the bruisers, boozin’, I’ll be a suitor, losing my mind

Because there’s nothing to find

The fetid stench of bad intentions hangs in the sweat

I’m in a sauna hot with drama, and I’m tryin’ to forget

All the masochistic rapture missteps

Imminent pleasure’s ready to cut to the bone

You said, “Let loose,” but now you’re lost

While I tied my boots like a tightrope noose

The problem chased the taste of the cause

While the evidence supports the truth, is 80 enough proof for you?

Here’s to my lady, and I’m coming inside

Drink to me, baby, and what’s left of what’s right

It’s easier to use and lose than never to have used you

On a f****d up Saturday night

Good times on Front Street

Loose lips sink ships, but captain, will you go down?

Float your boat and overboard and hoping to drown

Tell me what prevented you from coming downtown all alone

Because we know you’re not afraid

This chastity is Greek to me, the meat is still fresh

The gnashing teeth will masticate the bones from the flesh

Since nobody will tell me where these bastards go, I’ll see for myself

I think they might go to hell

You said, “Let loose,” but now you’re lost

While I tied my boots like a tightrope noose

The problem chased the taste of the cause

While the evidence supports the truth, is 80 enough proof for you?

Here’s to my lady, and I’m coming inside

Drink to me, baby, and what’s left of what’s right

It’s easier to use and lose than never to have used you

On a f****d up Saturday night

Good times on Front Street

Is 80 enough proof for you?

Here’s to my lady, and I’m coming inside

Drink to me, baby, and what’s left of what’s right

It’s easier to use and lose than never to have used you

On a f****d up Saturday night

Always a good time on Front Street

Last call for morals, better cover your drink

Sodom and Gomorrah'd, let it go down the sink

Last call for morals, better cover your drink

Sodom and Gomorrah'd, let it go down the sink

Last call for morals, better cover your drink

Sodom and Gomorrah'd, let it go down the sink

Last call for morals, better cover your drink

Good times on Front Street