Well I'm down, I'm out, I'm broke, I'm damned And I'm not getting any younger Well I'm covered in mud and I'm coughing blood In the streets I hear broken thunder And it makes me wonder Is it good, is it bad, is it brave or sad Will I ever get credit for this Am I blessed or cursed, is my universe Drowning in lukewarm piss I rather not reminisce Oh heads lose tails win Take it on the chin, take it on the chin Tails win heads lose There are biased coins in use And that's the brutal truth Well I'm high, I'm in, I'm rich, I'm a saint And I'm not getting any stronger And I kick the past in it's winy ass And walk out on a stage to conquer I can't wait any longer Fuck the noise, I got no choice So I grab what I can get Well I'm a hot wire and I'm spitting fire Trying to remember what I'm trying to forget Sometimes it drives me mad Oh heads lose tails win Take it on the chin, take it on the chin Tails win heads lose There are biased coins in use And that's the brutal truth Oh heads lose tails win Take it on the chin, take it on the chin Tails win heads lose There are biased coins in use And that's the brutal truth The brutal truth The brutal truth