Truck Driving Punk

I'm moving slowly

'cause i'm not feeling too good today

What was i thinking before i started

Drinking yesterday

Oh what the hell tomorrow it's only sunday

And tomorrow i will be hanging with my head

Over a bucket there's always a good side to the bad

So i said fuck it i know for sure i'm still alive

Though i wish that i was dead

I throw up six or seven times

Before i even get out bed

I throw up six or seven times

Before i even get out bed

But tonight I'll drown these sorrows

And be punk fuckin drunk