Mom is on vacation and Daddy's gone away
When the cat's gone out, the mice will play
Turn the stereo way up, turn the lights down low
Gonna call my friends up and everyone they know
I ain't no saint, I might be a sinner
Don't worry 'bout my reputation, 'cause I deliver
If the walls could talk, there'd be bloodshed
If the walls could talk, I'd probably be dead
Got a bottle in my left hand, whiskey on my breath
If we're not too careful, we'll drink ourselves to d**h
Swinging from the rafters, swinging from the beer
If anyone should walk in, we're everything they'd fear
It's gettin' pretty early 'cause it couldn't get later
We ain't no saints, we might be sinners
Don't worry 'bout our reputation, 'cause we deliver
If the walls could talk, there'd be bloodshed
If the walls could talk, I'd probably be dead
Bet they never thought they'd ever see their house this way
Don't worry 'bout the insurance, there's nothing left to insure
I better run, better run, run, run, run, run, run
I ain't no saint, I might be a sinner
Don't worry bout my reputation, 'cause I deliver
If the walls could talk, there'd be bloodshed
If the walls could talk, I'd probably be dead
I ain't ever gonna settle down
I ain't gonna be anywhere to be found
Don't waste your time with any bloodhounds
'Cause when I'm gone, I'm gonna be headin'
Down, down, down, down, down, down
Headin' down to hell