when my life goes down the drainand i’ve got no one left to blameand i always have this painsick of playin’ this old gameoh, my head is swollen and i’m sore with bloodshot eyesi got this reposession, such a thorn up in my sidecome on down, the price is highwe’ll take away your dreamswe’ll steal up all your moneyalong with your dignityand it gets so roughpoppin’ pills don’t pay the billscan’t smoke it all awaycan’t press rewind, can’t change timei’m livin’ it day to dayno walkin’ to the bank todaydon’t answer my telephonei know it’s the bloodsucking leechesthe bill collectin’ greedy ho’sso charge it up, charge it upain’t got no cash todaycharge it up, charge it upplastic’s the american way