Drunk Kid Catholic

The drunk kids, the catholics, they're all about the same They're waiting for something, hoping to be saved Well, I have been happy the past couple days Just thinking of the women who've taken your place And every night I think I certainly won't ever sleep sober or alone And then suddenly it occurs to me, I've slept alone before you And so I pour myself the stiffest drink, my stomach can stand And convince myself to lay back down again I'm gonna lay back down, I'm gonna lay back down again The drunk kids, the catholics, they're all about the same They're waiting for something, hoping to be saved The drunk kids, the catholics, they're all about the same They're waiting for something, hoping to be saved The drunk kids, the catholics, they're all about the same They're waiting for something, hoping to be saved They crawl from the oceans to paint in the caves But I'm working all weekend, I need to get paid They crawl from the oceans to paint in the caves But I'm working all weekend, I need to get paid They crawl from the oceans to paint in the caves But I'm working all weekend, I need to get paid They crawl from the oceans to paint in the caves But I'm working all weekend, I need to get paid They crawl from the oceans to paint in the caves But I'm working all weekend, I need to get paid