The old muck one piece sat at the Nobody Inn Losing his soul to the spirits So many have been slipping, leaching, leaning down They can't follow where he's gone now
Drowning at the drinking horn Down at the Nobody Inn Down at the Nobody Inn
Crashing boy he hit the limit In action slipped with his father's spirit But that boy can bear more spirits Than any man he knows
Drowning at the drinking horn Down at the Nobody Inn Down at the Nobody Inn
Oh yeh that boy can bear more spirits Than any man he knows And if there's blood to spill he'll spill it Take the form from his habit
Drowning at the drinking horn Down at the Nobody Inn Down at the Nobody Inn
In pinoccio's confession box There with his low priests of loss He paid for all those leeches Pending the zeal with their speeches
Drowning at the drinking horn Drowning at the drinking horn Down at the Nobody Inn Down at the Nobody Inn Down at the Nobody Inn