|
Gary tell me why the leaves on the trees |
|
Are falling this early as the spring |
|
Why the leaves on the trees that are falling on us |
|
Are like the words to the song |
|
I've lived my whole life to sing |
|
If you swim too much you'll drown |
|
If we sit here and drink enough beer |
|
We'll be two inflatable dolls in a hooker's bad dream |
|
When the storm reaches us we'll be two blind drunks |
|
Who've absorbed through the skin a whole lifetime of kerosene |
|
If you drink too much you will dream |
|
And the shame of my life is watching you |
|
Gary, I think we've worn out our welcome |
|
They're waiting for us to leave |
|
Gary, they've got a new kind of person |
|
A newer, stronger, cleaner breed |
|
And I think |
|
I just came in my pants |
|
Oh baby do you want to dance |
|
Everything collapses here, slow motion |
|
And the roots of the dance and the stain in my pants |
|
Are beyond any small man's conception |
|
If you drink too much you will drown |
|
And the shame of my life is watching you drown |
