Quick

gasoline burns clean when everything’s on fire
and now as nero plays his violin were going out in style
this whole thing sucks! I think we’re stuck, we’re up to our necks in the muck
and you dispose of what you know, cause so called friends they tell you so

turn around get back down, keeping one foot on the ground
i may be down, but you won’t walk all over me
it’s hard to tell curse and yell, you can all go straight to hell
you have your friends, but i’d be quick to disagree
hey!

taking bad advice from those who have no clue
they have no one at home to call their own so now they’re calling you
with their 2 cents, it’s better spent, and so i’ll offer you a dime
their lives are so sad and pathetic while the hell are they in mine

turn around get back down, keeping one foot on the ground
i may be down, but you won’t walk all over me
curse and swear ya’ pull your hair my middle finger’s in the air
you have your friends, but i’d be quick to disagree
hey!

you’re such a drag now
you’re dragging me down

i’m over this, the time has come today
and now i must insist, to go our separate ways
because this 12 round showdown, put this hatchet in the ground
I’m waist deep losing sleep, shut your mouth cause talk is cheap
this fine line I’m behind won’t take long for you to find
when you fly too high, kiss your ass goodbye