I'm Up To My Neck In I.O.U
For twenty-two days I’ve stood in the welfare line
Without an education a job was hard to find
And up in front of me were ten thousand plus nine
And I'm up to my neck in I.O.U.’s and down to my last dime
I tried to sell some pencils on the street
But found my luck to sell was just weak
I’m ashamed to have to pretend that I am blind
But I'm up to my neck in I.O.U.’s and down to my last dime
Well I'm up to my neck in I.O.U.’s, I owe everybody in town
Everyday I say I’m getting on up put I keep going down
And I’ve signed every paper in town that I could sign
But I'm up to my neck in I.O.U.’s and down to my last dime
Well the internal revenue department is having fits
They claim I underpaid them by six pence
If I wound up in court I’ll serve out ninety-nine
Well I'm up to my neck in I.O.U.’s and down to my last dime
Yes I'm up to my neck in I.O.U.’s and down to my last dime
by: José Duarte