GEmCG
I'm sorry mama, but I been drinkin' again.
CGDC
Me and the old man got us a head start on the weekend.
GEmCG
And rest assured tonight I'm gonna be in Kevin's basement with all my friends.
CGDC
Provided we can get, get our lazy asses down to Bottle King by ten.
EmGCG
And the walk home is gonna be a real shit show.
AmGDC
I'll be pickin' up half smoked cigarette butts all up and down Rock Road.
EmGCG
And then throw up in the warm glow of the traffic light.
AmGDC
I'm gonna put the devil inside me to sleep if it takes all night.
GEmCG
So lets get fucked up, and lets pretend we're all okay.
CGDC
And if you got something that you can't live with, save it for another day.
GDG
Save it for another day.
GEmCG
I'm sorry, Mama, expect a call from the neighbors tonight
CGDC
All of my asshole buddies are coming over and they're feeling a little too alright
GEmCG
I'm sick and tired of everyone in this town being so goddamn uptight
CGDC
But don't you worry, I'll do all the talking when they turn on the flashing lights
EmGCG
When I'm an old man I can be the quiet type
AmGDC
And I can go without a moment of fun for the rest of my life
EmGCG
I can read a good book and I can be in bed by ten
AmGDC
And I can get up early, go to work and come home, and start it all over again
GEmCG
But while we're young, boys, everybody raise your glasses high
CGDC
Singing, 'Here's to the good times, here's to the home team Kiss the good times goodbye
GDG
Oh yeah, kiss the good times goodbye'
GC
I need a timeout, I need an escape from reality
DC
Or else I need eternal darkness and death, I need an exit strategy.
GC
Down in North Carolina I could have been a productive member of society
DC
But these New Jersey cigarettes and all they require have made a fucking junkie out of me
GDGC
So give me a Guinness, give me a keystone light, give me a kegger on a Friday night.
GDC
Give me anything, but another year in exile -ile, illleee
GCDC
I need a whiskey, I need a whiskey, I need a whiskey right now!
GCD
I need a whiskey, I need a whiskey, God knows how many times I've said this
C
before, but I really don't feel like doing this anymore.
GDGDG
So Andy lets turn into dirty old men. Close down the bar every night at the Glen Rock Inn.
DG
Talk about our grand-kids as we stroke our grey beards.
GDG
Funny we're still doing car bombs after all of these years.
C
And I know there are bicycles waiting to ride,
G
But I could swear I heard voices on the other side.
ACD
Saying wait until you see the whites of their eyes.
GDG
And now that I'm older, I look back and say
CDG
'What the fuck was it for anyway?'
GDG
Those dreams are lying in the still of the grave
CDG
What the fuck were they for anyway?
GDG
So let it be on a stretcher if I get carried away
CDGC
What the fuck was it for anyway?
GDG
What the fuck was it for anyway?