Had one too many one way conversationswith the licky licky lord'till 
I grew a scissor tongueand c-c-cut the cordput the phone on the floordetach the wires in my headtook awhile to accept that that line was dead(chorus)didn't never wanna not live forever x3didn't never wanna not not wanna live
Nah, it didn't matter if the laughter didn't come after the bad joke,if i was down with the filthy rich or flat broke,accepted by the 
Aryans or black folkcause i was carrying this weight until my back broke,wasn't trying to be no hip hop god or raps 
G.O.A.T.shootin to be a rock star like its my last hope
Eyeballin that pack of smokes 
DO ME IN!graduatin on the crack coke 
DO ME IN!knocked of a paddle boat in the middle of the castle moatkings men are yelling 
GRAB THE R
OPE!three sheets to the wind three!three sheets to the wind!i talk like a sailor, my mother is onethat's why i got this sixth sense of direction and my split tonguetaught me how to go with the flow when the winds comecurled up in a ball and tried to hide inside a kick drum.while the crew is gettin piss drunk i had to purify my own and drink upi had to save and conserve recycle my salty words to keep the meat on my bones all pres-s-s-served.(chorus)
It was a tug of war and we all faught together'till we went our own way when the c-c-c-cord was severed
The stormy weather would begin, we'd all sucumb to this sinany bar within reach, 
Three sheets to the wind
From a back pedal the backstroke got traded in my life jacket for a mask and cloak
Three sheets to the wind
I had to go, watch the sail grab the rope
See shanty ending on a sad note, three sheets to the wind
Malnutrition (Pull me in), 
Bad Religion (Pull me in), 
Fact or Fiction thats addiction
Three sheets to the wind(chorus)
Pick it up, put it down(chorus)
Three sheets to the wind