Holy old days keep me running away Standing on a speaker box having my say Drink til the bottom is clear then I do it again
Send me a message to remember it all It gets a little foggy when the autumn comes out Fill my bowl with nobody’s soul but mine.
I’ll be damned Back to the well for some common sense I’ll be damned again
Come back stupid ‘cause they coloured you dumb You crashed a man’s party sat around and said fuck Wandered it and squandered all your shots until you go blind
Send me a letter of point-form complaints The little lady left you now because she is late And you’re no daddy so she goes solo this time