First time I shook hands with the man a piece of me was gone

But I made a lot of money and the cops left me alone

So I shut my mouth and did my work wile the dirty work was done

Next time I shook hands with the man just half of me was left

And he shook my hand and said I was the best he'd ever met

Then he called me a fuckin' punk, and I said, "Yeah sure boss, you bet"

Next time I shook hands with the man just a piece of me was here

And I couldn't stand the asshole looking at me in the mirror

But I had a lot of women and I drank a lot of beer

When the man was done with me he showed me to the door

So I went back to my little room and I laid down on the floor

I laid alone with just myself, but I wasn't there no more