Drunk On The Stars Lyrics - Smog

I wasn't made for this 

You tell yourself 

As you button up your coat 

Head down to the harbor 

And standing on the dock 

You're drunk on the stars and the sea air 

Tell yourself maybe I should throw it all away 

And be a sailor 

Cause after all 

Your true home is the sea 

So you walk down to the water 

And a big wave crashes on your feet 

I don't like this you say 

So you turn around and head back home 

To some apartment 

On some main street of a pointless town 

That you're trying to put on the map 

And you sit right down and write a big fat check 

To the gas company 

You drape your wet socks over the radiator 

And you laugh at all the sailors 

And you laugh at all the sailors 

Freezing on the sea