I got Cigarette Ashes And tickets to free dances A buck bottle of wine Under a minute of my time I'll give you all that I can, son It may be less than I have, son Don't burn the ties that border us, son Don't waste my time You're no son of mine I've got so many errands to run, son Fraternize with poker buddies and their cash, son I spent the better part of life Singing you stupid lullabies Handcuffed tight behind your back Under your mother's watchful eye God rest her soul God bless a wasted life