7 12's

Just received my diploma

I took a job up in Oklahoma

Working shutdowns for Fluid Daniels

It was work, I was sure I could handle

And I fell in with this dude named Joe

Joe said he was 35 years old

But I swear he looked just like living hell

A result of too many seven twelves

I started working myself to death

Started working myself to death

Working days without rest

I was working myself to death

Well, old Joe showed me all the ropes

How to work all day on just a little bit of dope

'Cause we'd stay up, and we party all night

We made it back to work just in time

Well, I was making more money than I could spend

Making 20 bucks an hour counting per diem

And I was staying up for days without rest

And I never busted one single random piss test

'Cause I'm working myself to death

I'm working myself to death

Working days without rest

I'm working myself to death

I was a young man, seeing many different towns

Yeah, I always had me a party hanging around

Making lots of money, life was so easy for me to cope

Then Joe taught me how to cook my own dope

Then one year started feeling just like ten

Taking more and more candy to make me spin

Getting deep dark circles around my eyes

And I was losing the grip on my life

And I was working myself to death

I was working myself to death

Working days without rest

I was working myself to death

And I just turned 25 last week

And I'm running on a three-day tweak

Got the truck loaded up, and I'm on the move

Gotta catch a shutdown just north of Baton Rouge

And I just crossed that Louisiana line

And I'm crashing down from my high

Yeah, both my eyes are getting very heavy

And it's hard to hold this old Chevy steady

I swerved across a broken white line

I swerved head-on into a semi

Now I'm spiralling down to Hell

Yeah, I hope they don't work me seven twelves