"The Pride Of N. Sumner" lyrics

I was cold alone and dirty
On the day that I turned thirty
Me and Evan throwing cans at cars
It struck midnight on the mantle
We were running out of ammo
I cannot throw "I love you" very far

It gets tough living up to your education
(Oh-oo-oh-oo-oh)
The cash register between your ears

And my conscience cocked his gavel hiding high above the battle
He said "I don't think this will go well"
But if you've never shot some sinner or fucked an Oscar winner
I wonder, little man, how can you tell?

It gets tough living up to your education
(Oh-oo-oh-oo-oh)
The cash register between your ears
Well once in a while pull a smile from the degradation
There is a hole in the side, a hole in the side of here
(Oh-oo-oh-oo-oh)