The ship’s sinking and the captain sleepsI’ve been steady drinking since new year’s eveI got the whole lot of nothing but it’s all for meSaving my pennies for the lotteryI’m a kingpin baby don’t take no jobThen I go buzz buzz all around your hiveAnd that’s just cause I was born to dieAnd it’s with much love that to say goodbyeI solve catch 22 with the colt ‘45When the rent's due and there’s nowhere to hideSo where do you go when your soul is rotting?I’ma get high till I hit rock bottomAll or nadaThrough hell and high waterGotta do what I gottaI’ma get high till I hit rock bottomOn another through hell and high waterGotta do what I gottaI’ma get high till I hit rock bottomLet me hit some, let me hit someThe tent's burning and the pope is deadShould I save the day or hit the opes insteadI stay loyal to the foilBurt Reynolds, making ladies of the ’80 just trembleBitch you can’t get close toMe and my Ferrarri Testa RosaNowa days they shave that chochaStrict regiment of cigarettes and sodaAnd I ain’t even talking about colaI freak hoes like a cop meets quotaWhat do you do when you’ve been forgotten?I’ma get high till I hit rock bottomThrough hell and high waterGotta do what I gottaI’ma get high till I hit rock bottomOn another through hell and high waterGotta do what I gottaI’ma get high till I hit rock bottom