Final Words

Just lay down
In the dirt
One more glass
Wouldn't hurt
What a bruise
I've seen worse
Final words
Rolling hearse

It's a brand new day now
Everyone's okay, how?

Boys in blue
We need you
Only if
You'll be true
To the cause
Starting wars
With your boots
In the jaws

Of a helpless human
We don't respect you, man

Now I'm not saying
Or lookin at blamin
We brought this on ourselves

But something tells me
That lately being healthy
Is a lonely path to hell

Getting old
Moving on
Soon we'll be
Dead and gone

We can hope
When we croak
It won't go
Up in smoke

There's a generation
Coming up behind us
If we leave a mess to
Sure they'll come and find us?

Now I'm not complaining
Or lookin at blamin
We brought this on ourselves

But sometimes it's best
To give you a rest
Somethings left on that top shelf

Joeys friend
Has a car
We can use
It's a start

You Get gas
I'll buy booze
Let's forget
Who we are

Wheres the map?
Skip this track
Roll a joint
Pass it back

What a day
We're okay
We're never
Goin back