Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Screeching Weasel
Well, I can't pay the rent
The twenty bucks I made last week's already spent
The landlord's at the door
And there's dried beer and cigarettes on the floor
Can't seem to go to work
And let some fucker treat me like a piece of dirt
Get out of bed at noon
My head is fuckin' screwed
And my life is really going down the tubes
I don't know what the fuck to do
Got half a pack of cigarettes
And my wallet is completely bare again
I might be broke but I don't care
I just watch TV in my baggy underwear
Monday morning, nine o'clock
I gotta get out and start lookin' for a job
I don't want a career, I got enough to deal with here
And I shelled out my last seven bucks for beer
I don't know what the fuck to do
I see the room before my eyes
A piece of rotten pizza covered up with flies
This just ain't the life for me
Don't wanna end up like Lenny, Jake, and Jesse
Can't seem to go to work
And let some fucker treat me like a piece of dirt
Get out of bed at noon
My head is fuckin' screwed
And my life is really going down the tubes
I don't know what the fuck to do
Ashtray was written by Ben Weasel.
Ashtray was produced by Screeching Weasel & Phil Bonnet.