Lyrics

Covered in dirt and filmy dust I would find a towel that smelled of Wet mildew and wipe off my toothpaste I would get a glass of water And sit on the porch that overlooks A quiet street that reeks of crack and poverty Ooh Aah I watched as a cigarette Dropped out of your limp wrist Falling onto all the work You wrote when you couldn't sleep Burning all the words that hurried Out of your troubled mind When all that anybody wanted was for you to get some rest Ooh Aah Ooh Aah You're already drunk, it's 10 AM I predict it's imminent You're already drunk, it's 10 AM I predict it's imminent Ooh Aah Ooh Aah You're already drunk, it's 10 AM I predict it's imminent You're already drunk, it's 10 AM I predict it's imminent You're already drunk, it's 10 AM I predict it's imminent You're already drunk, it's 10 o'clock in the fucking morning