Wooden Nickels

went down by the old courthouse
stumblin through the streets
had to get out of the house,
had to use my feet
and you may not think much of me now,
but i think so
damn much... of you

don't take any wooden nickels
when you sell your soul
a devil of a time awaits you
when the party's over,
you're on your own

trash truck comin up the road,
pickin up the trash
ridin' to a better place,
hopin we don't crash
thinking how things
have turned out,
i never would've guessed it
this way

dont take any wooden nickels
when you sell your soul
a devil of a time awaits you
when the party's over,
you're on your own

and you may not think much of me now,
but i think so damn much... of you
dont take any wooden nickels
when you sell your soul
a devil of a time awaits you
now the party's over,
i'm on my own