"On The Road To Ruin" lyrics - THE NOTORIOUS CHERRY BOMBS

Strange woman...
Strange bed...
Thor's hammer poundin' in my head
Six straight double shots of high-grade single malt
And my mouth is tastin' dryer than table salt (a popcorn fart)

Yeah, but I know what I'm doin'...
I'm on the road to ruin

Monday mornin'...
Last Friday night...
Well I had the feelin' everything was alright
Here I am in trouble with the love of my life
Hopin' she don't cut me with no butcher knife

I got brownie points a-cruin'...
I'm on the road to ruin

[Piano solo]

Sun blindin'...
Teeth grindin'...
Ears burnin'...
Stomach turnin'...
Well, Summer's commin' and the winter's gone
Here I am still sleepin' with my blue jeans on
Well I had it goin' till I lost my job
Now I'm out here casin' out some joint to rob

Baby's needin' shooin'...
I'm on the road to ruin

[Guitar solo]

Sirens blarin'...
Neighbors starin'...
Judge's gavel...
Well, I come unraveled...
Well, I've been rollin' downhill since I was ten
My Les Paul livin's going to do me in
I can't get this roller-coaster rifle to a stop
'Cause when I hit the bottom I'm right back on top

Big ideas a-brewin...
Well I'm on the road to ruin