"Nervous Exhaustion" lyrics

I hate the radio station
Don't think there's any creation
I create problems with my mouth

I want the stuff they show me
Though I'm so sick of Opie
Of course I really might find out

Nervous exhaustion
They won't stop talkin'
They want the fun me
I want my money
I'm fuckin' angry
Why don't they thank me
If I did back bends
This shit would still not end

Big fat [?] in stitches
Cute dogs and little bitches
Now that's what I call rock & roll

Lawyers and football captains
They fuckin' joined the band now
I wanna stuff 'em down a hole

Nervous exhaustion
They won't stop talkin'
They want the fun me
I want my money
I'm fuckin' angry
Why don't they thank me
If I did back bends
This shit would still not end

I live in some old [?] house
Covered in walls of voodoo
I like the way I'm out of turn

Big [?] stitches
Pimp dogs and little bitches
For bein' nice I just get burned

Nervous exhaustion
They won't stop talkin'
They want the fun me
I want my money
I'm fuckin' angry
Why don't they thank me
If I did back bends
This shit would still not end

Nervous exhaustion
Nervous exhaustion
Nervous exhaustion
Nervous exhaustion