Somewhere for crushes and
rollers to let down their head
The red eye reduction is failing production
And smoke shadows everywhere
I could go along for a while
And talk with my friends and their friends
and their friends and I'd smile
It's not that I'm better or cooler or clever
In fact I'm a geek without style
are plenty I wish I was more rock and roll but
my eyes are adrift and my mind
wanders off into visions of
Sun sets for reasons it's tired
and it's pleasing itself what an ideal life
I may look the part but I know in
my heart that I'd rather be
The girls hang on necks of the boys
The boys act all coy with their
beers and their cigarettes of joy
It takes me way back to a time when
And that was just yesterday
There's nothing wrong with the affair,
it's just that my hair is all tangled in need of repair.
I might get some glasses and sell backstage
passes to those who can deal with the noise.
The ashtrays are empty, there's shanties aplenty,
I wish I was more rock and roll.
But my eyes are adrift and my mind wanders
off into visions of blankets and coal
The sun sets for reasons, it's sad and it's pleasing itself,
I may look to the past but I know in my heart
that I'd rather be home with the wife
but I know in my heart that I'd rather be home with a wife
but I know in my heart that I'd rather be home with a wife
but I know in my heart that I'd rather be home with a wife
Oh, I've made up the part,
but I know in my heart that I'd rather be home with the wine
4.7
