I had a dream last night
I was piloting a plane
And all the passengers were drunk and insane
I crash landed in a Louisiana swamp
Shot up a horde of zombies
But I come out on top
What's it all about?
Guess it just reflects my mood
Sitting in the dirt
Feeling kind of hurt
All I hear is doom and gloom
All is darkness in my room
And through the light your face I see
Baby take a chance
Baby won't you dance with me
Lost all the treasure in an overseas war
It just goes to show you don't get what you pay for
Battle to the rich and you worry about the poor
Put my feet up on the couch
And lock all the doors
Whats that funky noise?
It's the tightening of the screws
Sitting in the dirt
Feeling kind of hurt