Waiting for a Beer

I got no problems, i'm just waiting for a beer

While yesterdays' small times become yesterdays' year

And i will not talk around it, but it's not very nice

Cuz it don't serve much purpose and it can't happen twice

Got nothing but big cheers for my most terrible plans

And whiskey's just murder by a subtler hand

Now i can not lie about this - i wish i didn't know more

Cuz we're always much braver when we don't know what for

Then some stupid joke gets told like how 'even water is damned'

Still i hope we'll leave right now and find a little dry land

We don't need more patients - you hear whatever you want -

Becuz if he lives above us - then we must be below