| Bobby was postman, working for the system |
| Never did a bad thing, his family’s gonna miss him |
| Last house on the mail route, always kept the lights down |
| All bets are off |
| Mary let her hair down, now she’s trying to stand tall |
| Hiding from the neighbors, blame it on the hometown |
| I’ve been wasted, I’ve embraced it |
| I’ve been working all my life |
| And I’ve been scripted, I’ve been lifted |
| I don’t care what people say |
| And I’ve been running into nothing all along as time goes by |
| All bets are off |
| And I’ve canceled out all my summers |
| And I’ve canceled out the winters in my room |
| And I canceled out the people that I used to know |
| They thought he was an agent, standing in the doorway |
| They shot him in the face man, blew away his whole life |
| I’ve been wasted, I’ve embraced it |
| I’ve been working all my life |
| And I’ve been scripted, I’ve been lifted |
| I don’t care what people say |
| And I’ve been running into nothing all along as time goes by |
| All bets are off |
| All bets are off |
| All bets are off |