Paroles: Jace Everett. More To Life (C'mon C'mon).

One... two.. one... two... three... four...
Tonight give me something I can use.
We're driving ourselves mad soaking the same ol' blues.
Go into the store, take a bottle off the shelf.
Rush back home, crawl in bed, pour that bottle all over yourself.

We're gonna get a little sticky, get a little weird
Makin' my old woman let me know we're still here.
Get a little action, I don't care what it is.
I know, there's more to life than this.
I know, there's more to life than this.

Alright... listen... fold up that card table, we're gonna need the extra space.
Baby take off that apron, throw that apron in the fireplace.

Do you know what day it is?
Or do I have to tell you again?
Its the second Friday of the month, baby.
And I ship... in.

We're gonna get a little sticky, get a little weird
Makin' my old woman let me know we're still here.
Get a little action, I don't care what it is.
I know, there's more to life than this.

Turn off that TV baby... just turn it off.
Gonna make our own.
Baby turn it off! Open a window.
Stick your head out, let em' know!
We're here! There's more to life than this!

I'm sick of this town!
Aint no reason for me and you to stick around!
Don't even get your shit! lets just go!