I know that it's evil
  I know that it's got to be
  I know I ain't doing much
  Doing nothing means a lot to me
  Living on a shoe string
  A fifty cent millionaire
  Open to charity
  Rock 'n' roller welfare
  Sitting in my Cadillac
  Listening to my radio
  Suzy baby get on in
  Tell me where she want to go
  I'm living in a nightmare
  She's looking like a wet dream
  I got myself a Cadillac
  But I can't afford the gasoline
  CHORUS:
  I've got holes in my shoes
  And I'm way overdue
  Down payment blues
  Get myself a steady job
  Some responsibility
  Can't even feed my cat
  On social security
  Hiding from the rent man
  Oh it makes me want to cry
  Sheriff knocking on my door
  Ain't it funny how the time flies
  Sitting on my sailing boat
  Sipping off my champaign
  Suzy baby all at sea
  Say she want to come again
  Feeling like a paper cup
  Floating down a storm drain
  Got myself a sailing boat
  But I can't afford a drop of rain
  CHORUS
  GIMME A BULLET