作词 : Coomes
warms you up inside, soothes your wounded pride
but your gold turns to lead as it goes to your head
and you cry drunken tears once again, my friend
so what if you're not the genius you always thought you were
nobody hears the brilliant words between your ears
and you cry drunken tears once again, my friend
and here's some ancient truth dredged up from your youth
a voice from way back when
long lost love that might have been
and you cry drunken tears once again, my friend
go ahead, i don't mind your drunken tears