Fucked Up and Wasted Lyrics

Fucked Up ? I'm lying on the floor
And Wasted ? I'm looking for more

Playing out, out on a Saturday
With The Indigents, out in the tiny town
Drinking beer, having fun, dancing around
When we're done, we'll drink another round
Old drunk sitting at the bar
Making comments to the punks who walk by
Barroom hero, one of the old kind
Drink too much decided to start a fight

He's a barroom strong guy you know the type, gets drunk and wants to fight
Talks shit about everyone until someone gets sick of it and stops his fun
Just a push, a little shove and he's down on the barroom wood
Getting up he starts to fun stumbling and yelling towards the door

Fucked Up ? I'm lying on the floor
And Wasted ? I'm looking for more

Out of work after a Friday
Head out down to the local bar
Buying rounds everyone having fun
But someone always goes too far
Here he comes up in my face again
Let's take this outside is what he says
I don't know what his problem his
I don't know what the fuck I did to him

You know the type when they start having fun they always start up a fight
Up in your face talking shit again putting down all of my friends
People say why don't you go outside take him out and take him down
But I just smile because I don't give a shit I'm going to have another round

You know the type when they start having fun they always start up a fight
Up in your face talking shit again putting down all of my friends
People say why don't you go outside take him out and take him down
But I just smile because I don't give a shit I'm going to have another round

Fucked Up ? I'm lying on the floor
And Wasted ? I'm looking for more

Fucked Up ? I'm lying on the floor
And Wasted ? I'm looking for more