You're never, you're never, you're never gonna get it. . You're never, you're never, you're never gonna get it. . You're never, you're never, you're never gonna get it.
Oh, no, no, everything must go. Lost our lease to the liquor store. We'll be back to fight another day. Yeah, uh-huh, that's what they all say. . Going out of style in a paper bag.
I think of P.J. Soles. And wonder where you are. I'll never see you anymore. Where do you think they go?. All the fallen stars. Heaven doesn't know you like I do.
("Sometimes I like to go out ridin' around at night."). . the ZoSo no shows. the yin and the yang. the stepped on nose blow. the cheap, easy bang. . Oh, they're pimpin' you out.
Tunnel vision is slowly setting in. Blocking out what should be letting in, letting in. 11 years of seeing through alcoholic eyes. Nothing here at all but lows disguised as highs.
How you gonna live at 40?. How you gonna live it down?. How you gonna live at 40?. Whatcha gonna tell your kids?. How you gonna live at 40?. How you gonna live it down?.
heaven on the way down. talk about a prime piece of real-estate. headin' all the way down. yeah, you know it's falling like an intrest rate. . jesus calls it even.
those halcyon days are here. they went away but, they're back again. This will never end. i'm numbed out on bliss that. comes on like a friend. and it's great.
you're sidetracked with nothing to show. you're friends with people that you dont even know. you're stuck in places that you would never go. if you could choose.
Well, I got your late night call. You're in the center of it all. You're having a ball. And you're really doing fine. A west coast time. And I believe you.
Eight hours to get to heaven hill. Head down, due south, past Louisville. Dont stop until the bourbon still. Parker says we can drink our fill. . Eight hours to get to heaven hill.