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.
Used to be so judgmental. God, I miss my naivety Life was a lot easier back then. My nose was too close to see. . When you're getting older you're getting wiser.
Are you going to say "hi" to me?. What a waste of sympathy. I'm stuck in my stupid misery. A self-centered son of a bitch.... . You know, I used to wake up in a good mood most everyday.
Lost inside a dream. If you know what I mean. I am runnin' round in circles. . Misery was here. Acted so sincere. Now I'm runnin' round. In circles with a friend.
These mist covered mountains. Are a home now for me. But my home is the lowlands. And always will be. Some day you'll return to. Your valleys and your farms.
Blackjack David came a-ridin through the wood. Singin so loud and merry. His voice was a-ringin through the green, green fields. And he spied a fair-haired maiden.
Brown skin lady, hey hey. Yes. Where you goin. This goes to the brown skin ladies. Brown skin lady. Yo, indigineous women of the planet earth. What you doin?.
Yo yo, yo, whassup, yo yo. Yo yo, we gonna, we gonna slow it down. So we can speed it up y'all. Right now I want everybody come to the front. That's right, move forward.
Howard, the strangest things. Have happened lately. When I take a good swing. And all my dreams they pivot and slip. I drop my fists. And they're back, laughing.
You talk about you and only you and the things that you do for you. You say you're not a lean cuisine. So I wanna see whatcha got on the menu. Now if you think you're the man the only man.