Sally goes round the roses every night
Trying to find a warm place to spend the night
She becomes a target as soon as she rise
Somebody wants to cut her down to his size

It's a sad bad feeling
It's a sad bad feeling
It's a sad bad feeling
The feeling's in my bones
It won't leave me alone

I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my head

Jimmy goes round the dumpsters every day
Trying to find a way out, some kind of way
He knows he's a target, everyone is
Strangle that rock and roll star, make him eat jizz

It's a sad bad feeling
It's a sad bad feeling
It's a sad bad feeling
The feeling's in my bones
It won't leave me alone
I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my head
I'm going out, outta my head