Drive Like Jehu - Good Luck In Jail lyrics

C'mon over to my house, yeah, we'll work on my car Just got some more duct tape and I got the parts Payload, speed boat I wanna come along Vice grip, guilt trip Don't get me wrong I can sleep standing up, and still look awake For six bucks an hour, for eight hours a day Where's all my money go an hour after I get paid? I can get the girl wired but I can't make her stay Lean down, swing down Don't be too long Vice grip, guilt trip Don't get me wrong Quiet when I'm here alone I need somebody I can talk to, but I think I broke the phone I said good luck in jail the last time I called home I need somebody I can talk to, but I think I broke the phone