Fine time
To find out
You’re fading
And no longer
In the game
You feel your best
And look your worst
Might as well
Cash in and tip out
You brain is just like
Liverwurst
Days free and safe
Nights I was afraid
Times they caught me
Praying so long ago
Look where we are today
A circus of fools
Hanging in bars
And we know
The truth is disturbing
And we fake our way
Through each day
We kid ourselves
And ponder
Our money away
While we sit
Happy
And pretend to
Think
There must be
Another place to drink
