Sitting around it‘s the same old story nothing to do
And this day‘s mad boring well I heard around that idle
Hands are the devil‘s playground I‘ve had enough
And I‘ve got to find some action I need some good time love
Some satisfaction but it seems my lover is nowhere around
I‘m sick and tired and I feel I‘m growing old I grab my bottle
And I head out on the road slowly twist the cap
And then I force it down next thing you know
I‘m in an abandoned ghost town it‘s unfamiliar
And my burden‘s getting heavy I found a shady tree
Down beneath the levy needless to say I fell asleep in the ditch
Little did I know I would be sleeping with the fish la llarona
Come and carry me away
I got carried away now somebody carry me home

I laid down by the water to rest and to dream
But I stumbled upon the ghost of old jim beam
His eyes were soulless and black as the night
I challenged his punk ass to a bare-knuckle fight
I felt I needed something even though I had plenty but
Now I‘m falling down and my bottles almost empty
It seems my addiction it‘s causing friction
I cannot function and it‘s holding me down
I cannot function it‘s causing friction
And my addiction it has turned me to a clown
Well needless to say, he won and won big now
My eyes are soulless and blacker than his a deflated ego-
No reason to live I could hear the water building
And the levy start to give a ragtag rag doll covered
In my own blood I used to be much stronger man
I used to be a stud grab on and hold tight 'cause the town‘s
About to flood turn your houses into shambles
And your castles into mud swing low sweet chariot come
And carry me away
I got carried away somebody carry me home