If you don't mind I'll say it bluntly
That I've been acting kind of cunty
I have ticks and tooth decay
I look shit with shit for brains

If you wanna know a secret no closer, I'll tel you
Make one wish for brains
Because when it all goes down the drain
We curse drink a tall one numb the pain

Sunday morning barely dawning
Gutless feelings in my side
Always laughing never morning
Wasting tears on the ride
Sunday morning rain is falling
Might be something I want to know
Barely dawning is calling
All the street cars from long ago
Look out look out the world's behind you
And I'm always going to be around to call
For nothing at all

I'm always going to be around to tell you
I'm always want to be around to talk
I'm always going to be around to tell you
I never wanna be the man who walks