Some times it's simple things that make it hard
Spoiled baby tee's with credit cards
Overtime always on my mind
Could-have-beens eat away inside nowPraise God and pass the bottle of Beam
'Cause tonight I can't seem to say what I mean
Don't know if I would even if I could, Amen.
Somehow this seems like borrowed time
Pay no mind, everything is fine
But sometimes I'd rather hear laughter while this whole place diedA Johnny Jump-Up is a lovely thing
A pint of cider and some whiskey
I had four dead inside of me
Just to hear this jack-ass sing
His line about
How he used to hang out
Somewhere "back in the day"
Knowing terms only an asshole would say
So I sat there drinking more
Thinking about drinking moreNelson Algren came to me
He said "Celebrate the ugly things"
The beat-up side of what they call pride
Could be the measure of these daysGod save Otis Redding 'cause I know he's never gone
As the cig falls from this mouth, hear me sing it wrong
Is it "Cigarettes and Coffee" now or dreams to be remembered?
I'll leave regrets for dead and sing along
Now I'm reaching for the phone, I don't want to be alone
I've got some friends here tonight
I got a basement full of booze and some blues to lose
I'll ignore the whole world tonight
It'll be alright.
