Dance Hall Crashers Follow

I don't know just where it all goes, I' in debt to my nose
Get credit now for 20 percent buy a car, don't spend a cent
Take a ride, don't you like nice, you can look good for a price
Go to London for a year, hope you can survive on beer

Oh, I feel us sinkin' in credit quicksand
Oh, I feel us chokin'
Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe

I don't know, who thought that I would do well with a credit line
First it was a stereo, then a snowboard and a phone
Finally found a new guitar, put some money down on a car
Next [Incomprehensible] ain't for seven weeks, holy hell, I'm up a creek

Oh, I feel us sinkin' in credit quicksand
Oh, I feel us chokin'
Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe

I don't know, where it all goes, guess it was the job I choose
Gone a week and late on rent, my landlord is always bent
You'd think I could save a dime, working always, all the time
Wanna quit but I don't know
Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe

I don't know just where it all went, haven't got a single cent
Took my car away from me, now I'm ridin' RTD
Cut my card up yesterday, guess it's just the price I pay
Got a new one in the mail, look at me, I'm settin' sail

Oh, I feel us sinkin' in credit quicksand
Oh, I feel us chokin'
Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe