Number

I got a number in my pocket

Keep it in my wallet, right on my hip

When my paycheck's steady and I'm damn good and ready

I roll it up to my lip, and I go to the moon

I got my foot down on the throttle

Hands around the bottle, I think my speakers are blown

No rubber on my tire, I'm a getting higher

Higher than I've ever been

And I ain't coming down soon

I can't remember the last time I touched the ground

You look at me like I'm gonna let you down

Hey, every time I come around

You got your finger on my button

Acting like it's nothing, bitching from your golden throne

You ain't no anybody acting high and mighty

Waiting for me to explode, fire in the hole

Look out down below, here I go

You're wasting time

Why bother even coming 'round

If you know I'm gonna let you down