| I don’t accommodate nobody
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| I just take care of myself
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| Gotta house down on a dusty road
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| I don’t need nobody else
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| I gotta wife and some kids
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| I don’t know where they’re at
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| I know many many people
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| But I ain’t got no friends
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| Well I used to have some values
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| Now they just make me laugh
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| I used to think things would work out fine
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| But they never did do that
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| All these bosses and the rules
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| It’s hard for me to fit in
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| Must be ten million people
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| But I ain’t got no friends
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| Well I’m a little isolated
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| I live most days in my head
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| And when I go to sleep at night
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| I got no sheets on my bed
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| I’m a little hard headed
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| I can’t wait for this to end
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| I see people coming and going
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| But I ain’t a got no friends
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| Well I look out of my window
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| Into the darkness of night
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| My head gets to spinning
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| So I shut out the light
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| I don’t care if I see tomorrow
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| If I had a reason I’d pretend
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| I know one thing for certain
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| I ain’t a got no friends
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| Well one of these days my anger
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| Get the best of my soul
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| In one desperate moment
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| I’m gonna dig me a hole
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| I’m gonna lie down in it
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| And let be what will be
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| When the morning sun rises
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| There’ll be no one to mourn for me
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| When the morning sun rises
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| There’ll be no one to mourn for me
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| I don’t accommodate nobody
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| I just take care of myself
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| Gotta little house on a dusty road
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| And I don’t need nobody else
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| I gotta wife and some kids
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| I don’t know where they’re at
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| I know many many people
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| But I ain’t got no friends |