Jesus Christ you’re full of shit You took a vice and titled it a phase Simple shades of black and brown The only way you see the town these days Faulting the underpin Caught in a roundabout You’re looking outside in And I’ve never been one to speak out
But haven’t you had enough for one night? Where did your graces go? Well I think you’ve had enough for one lifetime, my friend Then again what do I know?
Haven’t you had enough for one night? Where did your graces go? Well I think you’ve had enough for one lifetime, my friend Then again what do I know? Then again what do I know?
