The company you keep Is keeping me asleep inside my bed Make me wishing I was somewhere else instead It was original It was original thought You wanted something so bad Then you killed the very thing that you got It was so typical It was a typical shame From a father to a son And nobody could recall the name You cried no, no, no, no Sometimes you lose, sometimes you win I wanna drink until I'm broken Then just see what kind of shit we get in I cried no, no, no, no You gotta put up a fight, all right If the freedom doesn't kill you Well then man, I think the politics might Now play it for me I cried no, no, no, no You gotta put up a fight If the freedom doesn't kill you Well then man, I think the politics might It was original It was original thought You wanted something so bad Then you killed the very thing that you got You wanted something so bad Then you killed the very thing that you got