Caffeine, Chaos, And Cuss Words Lyrics

Wake up get dressed grab the keys and get gone

Fire up the truck crank the radio up

Head to work with my coffee strong

Hit the road in a hurry

Sitting in traffic and someone honks

Damn it's way too early

I'm already late and it ain't my fault

Just got cut off, flipped off, now I'm running on

Caffeine Chaos and Cuss words

Trying to make a dime in this old life

For what it's worth

I need a Friday night to reset

A Saturday to regret

And Sunday morning filled with church

To keep me from running on

Caffeine Chaos and Cuss Words

Punch in Punch out every day it's the same ole drill

Slam a Red Bull grab my tools

Boss man's all up in my grill

Four letter words never hurt me

But a hard day's work may break my bones

Country boys don't mind getting dirty

That SOB, he ought to know

I'm running on

Caffeine Chaos and Cuss words

Trying to make a dime in this old life

For what it's worth

I need a Friday night to reset

A Saturday to regret

And Sunday morning filled with church

To keep me from running on

Caffeine Chaos and Cuss Words

So on the way home

I'm gonna slow it down

Take a deep breath and let it out

With the Good Lords Grace I'll stay in this race

But it sure is tough to keep this pace

Just got cut off, flipped off now I'm running on

Caffeine Chaos and Cuss words

Trying to make a dime in this old life

For what it's worth

I need a Friday night to reset

A Saturday to regret

And Sunday morning filled with church

To keep me from running on

Caffeine Chaos and Cuss Words

Lord Keep me from running on