out of the business

hey buddy

how 'bout a smoke?

i'm down on my luck. at the end of my rope

i feel pretty rough. i just got the sack

take a number please. i'm never looking back. i'm out on the street. i started

down in the dump

thought i paid my dues

but i was first when they had

the bad news. i always dreamed of walking out. punch that guy right in the mouth

but i never had the guts. now i know i got the stuff. there's no mistaking it now. i'm out of the business

out of the business

into rock and roll. all right

'bout time

stuffed shirts where the sun don't shine

late nights

long days

i don't need the white collar race. who wants a gray flannel suit?

i'll throw in a tie

or some italian boots? it's all right in style. i've had it up to here

with three button whores. i don't regret that i'm

walking out the door. i'm out of the business

out of the business

into rock and roll.