Drank it up slowly
As I looked at the only
People in the room
“It's ok to admit that
You have been laughed at,”
Said Mr. Deacon Blues
Then some broken fool laughed
And hi-fived the bar back
“I'll have another round.”
Raised it up to the ceiling, said
“This one with feeling
What's the matter with this town.”
If I look like a mess, I must be a mess
Kick snare and hi-hat
Crushed cigarette pack
2 is coming soon
Kids on a wall plaque
“AYSO Champs, Summer '92.”
“Good hands don't deserve this.”
“Maybe someday you'll learn kid that
Silence is a sound.”
Raise it up to the ceiling
“Make this one with feeling.”
We'll drink until we drown…
If I look like a mess, I must be a mess
Turning on and off and on and on and off and on
