When the Cash Runs Out - Tim Heidecker

When the cash runs out

I have to get a job

Eek out a living like some god damn slob

When the cash runs out

When the cash runs out

I’ll sell it all away

I’ll trade my guitars for a month of pay

When the cash runs out

When the cash runs out, and I know it will

I’ll be working for every dollar bill

But I ain’t trained for any of that shit

Well, I’ll have to take some classes, won’t I?

When the cash runs out

I’ll be just like you

The 9-to-5

And the fucking commute

When the cash runs out

When the cash runs out

I’ll take a step down

I’ll tend some bar

Like a fucking clown

When the cash runs out

When the cash runs out, it’ll be bad news

Probably take a knee in the pews

And pray to God for some fucking luck

But I don’t think he’ll care, no

When the cash runs out

It’ll be the end

Have to borrow money from some god damn friends

When the cash runs out

When the cash (hyuh!) runs out