Hostile - The Planet Smashers

You sleep all day, and you sleep all night

You’re all busted up, 'cause you got in a fight

You can’t keep your job, 'cause you can’t work straight

You try to pick fights, when you show up late

You get hostile when you’re loaded

Your ability to tolerate is distorted

Can’t control yourself when you drink

Try to start fights when you forget to think

Your eyes are all red, and your nose is broke

You think you’re so cool, but you’re blowing smoke

You’ll wake up tomarrow all battered and brused

But when the night comes around, you’ll be ready to cruise