Wasted/Back to Life (Lyrics)

Oh my God, well, it's happened again I've already seen how this story ends Most other folks would just let it all pass But in twenty-six minutes I'll be on my sixth glass I sit here getting wasted The grim reaper's out there waiting But a little red devil's already possessed my mind I've got no hope for freedom Made best friends with all my demons And they prefer I spend my time inside (yeah, yeah, yeah) Surprise, surprise! Woke up late again But I've got no job and I've got no friends The rich ain't happy and the sad get sadder So if I sit here getting drunk Does it really even matter? I sit here getting wasted The grim reaper's out there waiting But a little red devil's already possessed my mind I've got no hope for freedom Made best friends with all my demons You know what, man? I'll take a chance outside! (Let's talk it on out) We're looking good, we're feeling fine I think I'll take you out tonight Ghost Town, boomtown Going to the show I've got my coat, I've got my hat I'll wait outside your London flat Likkle old time reggae on my red radio Hey, little rude girl Where you going? Hey, little rude girl Don't you know the music brings this town to life? Hey, pretty rude girl Are you listening? Hey, pretty rude girl Don't you know that you brought me back to life? So shake your rump to this mighty beat I think I killed my losing streak Good luck is on my side and that's alright I said, Hey, Miss Katella I just wanna be your fella We can take the 50 bus to the party downtown You know her love is lethal But deep down she is an angel I can't get enough of that Orange County sound Can't get enough of that Orange County sound Hey, little rude girl Where you going? Hey, little rude girl Don't you know the music brings this town to life? Hey, pretty rude girl Are you listening? Hey, pretty rude girl Don't you know that you brought me back to life?