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