The drunk kids, the catholics
  They're all about the same
  They're waiting for something
  Hoping to be saved
  Well I have been happy the past couple days
  Just thinking of the women who've taken your place
  And every night I think I certaintly won't ever sleep sober or alone
  And then suddenly it occurs to me
  I've slept alone before you
  And so I pour myself the stiffest drink my stomach can stand
  And convince myself to lay back down again
  I'm gonna lay back down, I'm gonna lay back down again
  The drunk kids, the catholics
  They're all about the same
  They're waiting for something
  Hoping to be saved
  The drunk kids, the catholics
  They're all about the same
  They're waiting for something
  Hoping to be saved
  The drunk kids, the catholics
  They're all about the same
  They're waiting for something
  Hoping to be saved
  They crawl from the oceans
  To paint in the caves
  But I'm working all weekend
  I need to get paid
  They crawl from the oceans
  To paint in the caves
  But I'm working all weekend
  I need to get paid
  They crawl from the oceans
  To paint in the caves
  But I'm working all weekend
  I need to get paid
  They crawl from the oceans
  To paint in the caves
  But I'm working all weekend
  I need to get paid