The Three Song Lyrics

Now if it seems you're gonna fall
You've got three days to wander through
You got three pits of burning fire

Come the drums

You've got three men on your bed so share your beer and cigarettes
And the window by your side, you got: religion, drugs or suicide

Three-time hospital bed, three lives you could have led
Three sixes on your head, three eyes and one is red

And I never found religion, I never found the perfect drug
I tried and tried to use the razor to show myself a cut above
I tried and tried to use the razor.