Scharling - Fuzzy Dice & Neon Headlights lyrics

All the freaks come out at night I sent my resignation to the Broom-handle messiah. I've got no time for pamphlets And post cards. Cruise control I ain't no coast guard. There's a chrysalis in my pocket, And the worm's about to hatch. The dogs are at the door, And the key is in the latch. This could go any way. Right now I just don't know. It's not up for me to say Which way it'll go. Fuzzy dice and Neon headlights I sold my soul, So now my shoes don't fit right. I'd get it back, but I've got no Motivation. I'm on the road to Desolation. It's that ninety-ninth "Tomorrow I'll do it." I'd give you my word, But you'd see right through it. I've got no money, Got no soul, And I've got no hope. Strung out as can be, Hanging out at the End of my rope.