Songtext von Behind The Eight-Ball

Been pacin' down these halls 'Bout half the night Thinkin' how I'm gonna keep this high With no lines in sight Called up everyone They said I'm out of luck Already spent my pay And I don't give a fuck Ya know I really don't I'm just another one Behind the eight ball I'm just another one Behind the eight ball Went down to the local bar To see what I could find Oh my god, it's Johnny Wadd He'll take care of me tonight I said I'll be your friend Your friend 'til the end But when that last line's gone This friendship's dead Ya know what I'm sayin'?