Such a wasted of time.
Drinking my ass off,
Going out of my mind.
Run, Run away.
Go to another town,
And hide.
But I can smell you
from a mile wide.
We were playing old records,
Drinking bottles of red wine,
Getting High
Feeling fine.
The new world is coming,
It's on his way,
Thats what the old people say.
I can feel it in my bones,
And feet,
The pain that never leaves.
Oh Lord give us peace,
Give us grace,
Sing a crazy song
and make a funny face.
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