I hate it there, God I hate it there.
After the excitement it's lonely,
God is lonely here.
Where do we go
When we don't wanna get drunk no more?
The pills just don't work no more.
The **** just well...don't excite me  no more it's lonely.
God is lonely here.
Now you know where I am...
Father forgive me and I repent,
But tell me
Tell me
Where .....?!
where  do We go from here?