歌词
Drank it up slowly
As I looked at the only
People in the room. “
It's ok to admit that
You have been laughed at,”
Said Mr. Deacon
Blues. Then some broken fool laughed
And hi-fived the bar back, “
I'll have another round.”
Raised it up to the ceiling, said “
This one with feeling.
What's the matter with this town.”
If I look like a mess.
I must be a mess.
Kick snare and hi-hat,
Crushed cigarette pack, 2 is coming soon.
Kids on a wall plaque, “
AYSO Champs,
Summer 1992.” “
Good hands don't deserve this.” “
Maybe someday you'll learn kid that
Silence is a sound.”
Raise it up to the ceiling, “
Make this one with feeling.”
We'll drink until we drown…
Turning on and off and on.