Lyrics The Real McKenzies

The Real McKenzies

Burnout

Woke up today and caught in last night's smoke,

I hung my wet and stinky kilt to dry

There's not a lot of room in here my eviction's in the works I fear

but still I hold my finger in the pie

And so I open wide the door to find the day,

that son of a bitch so bright she made me blind

But slowly I adjust to see a paradise turn grey

full of those that left their dreams behind

The corporate girl, the company guy bent outta shape with strain

300 days a year to earna dime

They get a heart attack a-walkin' or a stroke on the phone a-talkin'

Paid in paltry cash a trade for time

I'm just a burnout! I've got no common sense,

I've spent my rent on a binge on Wednesday night

Thursday stayed in bed till 5, then borrowed cash to stay alive,

Then Friday start the weekend feeling right

I know you all have scrutinized my failing flailing life,

A part of me just wishes I could care

But honestly my own decree is simply to live happily!

And die with all my memories left to share!

I'm just a burnout! I've got no common sense,

I've spent my rent on a binge on Wednesday night

Thursday stayed in bed till 5, then borrowed cash to stay alive,

Then Friday start the weekend feeling right

I'm just a burnout! I've got no common sense,

I've spent my rent on a binge on Wednesday night

Thursday stayed in bed till 5, then borrowed cash to stay alive,

Then Friday start the weekend feeling right

I'm just a burnout, but got not one lament..

Cause I only ever wanted to be content!