The Slow Descent Into Alcoholism

I say my, my slow descent into alcoholismit went to my head, where

I really need itwith the views that remain untreated

I say my, my, my, my slow descent into alcoholism

It went something like this songsomething like this songsomething like this song

Salvation holdout central(x3)

I say my ever-loosening grip on the commonest courtesies slippedfrom my hands when

I really need herwhen

I need change for the parking meters

I said my, my, my, my slow descent into alcoholismit went something like this songsomething like this songsomething like this song

Salvation holdout central (x16)uh huh (x9)