There Ain't No Fool in Ferguson

I can’t do anything today I’m falling apart
I’m sawdust in a sandpaper suit
And the terrible terrible terrible thing
Is the weekly laundry run
If you can cope in this hopeless hepatitis piss-rag
Molotov cocktail mono brow shithole baby
Then you can cope anywhere at all
But Holly worked the weekend and the weekend worked for Holly
Holly worked the weekend and the weekend worked for Holly
Holly worked the weekend, Holly worked the weekend
Holly worked the Holly worked the Holly worked the weekend
Holly worked the weekend and the weekend worked for Holly
Holly worked the weekend and the weekend worked for Holly
Holly worked the weekend, Holly worked the weekend
Holly!
I must be leveling today I’m totally sold
There ain’t no fool in getting old
And the terrible, terrible, terrible thing
Is we knew it all along
If you can cope in this hopeless hepatitis piss-rag
Molotov cocktail mono brow shithole baby
Then you can cope anywhere at all
But Holly worked the weekend and the weekend worked for Holly
Holly worked the weekend and the weekend worked for Holly
Holly worked the weekend, Holly worked the weekend
Holly worked the Holly worked the Holly worked the weekend
Holly worked the weekend and the weekend worked for Holly
Holly worked the weekend and the weekend worked for Holly
Holly worked the weekend, Holly worked the weekend
Holly!