Brent Giddens - 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