Bubble Gum Years

Lost souls, you and

I, my dear

Whiskey bottle and a 45, my dear

We're on a roll, suitcase and cellophane my dear

Whiskey bottle and a 45 satisfies, my dear

And someone's whispering, into my ear

Asking softly, what do you fear today

GodIn faithless times,

I know your hate

I've seen your crime, felt your cruelty

In the bubble gum years

In the bubble gum years

You're wasting time,

I lost my money

I found someone to call me honey, heart of gold was never clear

Go look for something much less sincere my dear

Whiskey bottle and a 45 satisfies my dear

And someone's whispering, into my ear

Asking softly, what do you fear today

GodIn faithless times,

I know your hate

I've felt your crime, felt your cruelty

In the bubble gum years

In the bubble gum years

In the bubble gum years