Alone at last. Refuge from the smoke and gin, Time to check what s left within. Finally, alone at last.
Not built to bow, Serve no one, live for now.
Part with the past, Hoist a glass, shake some ass.
Live my days with the night hangin over my head. A drunk I d tossed was a round tripper sportin lead. For all this trouble, you d think I d be livin large. Yet, there ain t no dough to fetch my bomb back from the garage.
Alone at last. Just in time before I blow. Latch the door, ascend my throne. Finally, alone at last.