Last Call At The Toothless Saloon Lyrics - Singles - The Black Halos

Don't want to die in this has been town 

There's too much sorrow, I fear I'll drown 

Where happy hours go down the drain 

Don't want to be no nameless face 

Talking all about the olden days 

And all my friends who made the grave 

Yeah, all the ones who couldn't wait 

I've got no time to waste on bottled sympathy 

I've got no time to waste on drunken eulogies 

Don't count me out, don't call me history 

I'm not dead, don't bury me 

Shut your jaded mouth 

And spare your jealous teeth 

I'm not dead, don't bury me 

Don't want to be no clean teen dream 

A green machine selling magazines 

Their average lifespan is a week 

Don't want to preach no politics, bow down to bullshit 

Like a hypocrite, no, I don't feel no unity 

No, I don't want your company 

I've got no time to waste on bottled sympathy 

I've got no time to waste on drunken eulogies 

So don't count me out, don't call me history 

I'm not dead, don't bury me 

Shut your jaded mouth 

And spare your jealous teeth 

I'm not dead, don't bury me