Lyrics

Uppers and downers Qualudes, methaphetamine These are a few of my friends favorite things Got clean friends, happy staring into the sun But some vacation in hell, happily tanning along lakes of fire Always a story to tell like the pen guides itself Across their lives, acing depravity But we all know Yeah we all know What the problem is Haven't had a job in years School's long gone, beyond your youth Who picks up the bill for every scrap that goes in your mouth Seems to me that mythic god is hеlping you out Oh what a luxury to see your train arrive on time evеryday Always somewhere to bail, leaving me down and out Across our history I can see where this should be History