Spy Diddley

For weeks it's been frustration
 Resentful aggravation
 So sad to say
 That it all seems just like a nightmare
 But maybe today I'm spared
 The constant gnawing that we're stuck in this grind
 Why don't we say fuck it all til tomorrow
 And we can chase all the bad luck away
 Why give it back?
 If tonight's only borrowed it's alright
 Could it be desperation took a holiday?
 Or is it laughing in our face?
 If that's so I'm on the take
 And they can burn me at the stake come Monday morning
 But at least I'll get a taste
 Could it be desperation took a holiday?
 Or will it be back to torture all of us on Monday?
 If that's the case to play it safe tonight's a waste of time
 Tonight might be the only thing we have