And now, condemned right here
I pee in grace, on vinyl curtains
My mind, is not so clear
I'll stay in place, 'cause I'm still squirtin'
I've lived my life, then pulled
My well known streaks, out, on the highway
My test, for Alz-heim-ers, didn't go my way

Regrets, boy I'll tell you
Time and again, pit bull called Benson
He did, what he was trained to do
His teeth came through, without affection
I ran, a fast race course
Each painful step, across the highway
And no, the rabies test, didn't go my way

Yes there were dimes, of blow I used
When I split off, more than I could do
Ran through it all, there is no doubt
I plate it up, then sit it out
Debased it all, then sold my haul
Which didn't go my way

I've chugged, I've crashed and lied
To get my fill, my share, of boozing
Somehow, drunk greeks inside
They found me all, so amusing
To think, I went through that
To my dismay, they dug the foreplay
Oh no, oh no, my screams
Didn't go my way

But what is a man, whose holes are shot
I'm not myself, those frickin' snots
They played with things, not truly real
I heard the words, for me to kneel
The camera shows, I took his hose
And bit it, myyyyyyyyyyy way

Yes, it was my way