I'm going down down to the river
I'm gonna bring a 30 pack
I'm gonna drink with all my good friends,
and i ain't ever ever coming back
I got no money and i'm starving
I got nothing left,
spent it all on golden honey,
and two lines of meth
I'm gonna chug a lot of jim beam,
Til my face turns brown and blue
I'm gonna get in my car and start it,
and drive right over you
I got nothing else to live for
I got nowhere to be,
Spent my money on that honey,
and life in the (beam(?))
I wanna tell you that i like you,
but my heart is black and blue
and you say that such a bad idea
Thats hard to swallow but thats harder to chew
You probably think this is funny,
as i do too
I gontta keep on just laughing
or I am through
I'm going back down to the river
I'm gonna find my duffel bag
I'm gonna stick my puppy in it,
and drown him till his tail won't wag,
Cause i can't spend any more money
I can't give him a bed
I get a feed it golden honey,
or two scoops of meth,
and the next thing you know i cannot feel
My air bags open on my steering wheel
I guess that that oak tree was kinda real
Now i gotta skip this town
I've gotta call up max and elvis,
and tell them how i feel
They're gonna call me a fucking pussy
and pass me a couple beers
We got no money got no honey
We got nothing left
Spent it all on golden honey
and two lines of meth