I don't know just where it
  all goes, I', in debt up to my nose
  Get credit now for 20 percent, buy a car, don't spend a cent
  Take a ride, don't you like nice,
  you can look good for a price
  Go to London for a year, hope you can survive on a beer
  I feel us sinking in credit quicksand
  I feel us choking
  Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe
    I don't know who thought that I would do well with a credit line
  First it was a stereo, then a snowboard and a phone
  Finally found a new guitar, put some money down on a car
  Next gig aint for seventh weeks, holy hell I'm up a creek
    I feel us sinking in credit quicksand
  I feel us choking
  Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe
    I don't know where it all goes, guess it was the job I choose
  Gone a week and late on rent, my landlord is always bent
  You'd think I could save a dime, working alway, all the time
  Wanna quit but I don't know, oh we owe, we owe, we owe,
  we owe
    I don't know where it all went, haven't got a single cent
  Took my car away from me, now I'm riding RTD
  Cut my card up yesterday, guess it's the price I pay
  Got a new one in the mail - look at me settin sail
    I feel us sinking in credit quicksand
  I feel us choking
  Oh, we owe, we owe, we owe, we owe