| I’ve been under the motor, she’s losing oil |
| Running on lies and alcohol |
| I’m going, boys I’m going |
| Soon as we’re done, we’re pulling down the ride |
| As soon as we’re done, pulling down the ride. |
| I ain’t standing you no more rounds |
| no more stuffing your pockets with pounds |
| I’m going, boys I’m going |
| Soon as we’re done, we’re pulling down the ride |
| As soon as we’re done, pulling down the ride. |
| Well, I’ve fixed a fuse now the brakes won’t budge |
| I’m laid down tired, sober as a judge |
| Soon as we’re done, we’re pulling down the ride |
| As soon as we’re done, pulling down the ride. |
| I tried looking in the mirror |
| seeing those cars behind |
| Yes and all these towns |
| Nothing but a hard old ground. |
| If you’re done, I’ll never need |
| I won’t worry, I won’t greave |
| I’m going, boys I’m going |
| Soon as we’re done, we’re pulling down the ride |
| As soon as we’re done, pulling down the ride. |