so how's lettin' yourself go been goin'?
i see you still carry yourself like an oil painting.
and trust every night worth it's only tomorrow
still hanging yourself out all the time.
between my true friends
my new love and me
the drink'll help you talk, but it won't let you think.
it's quite a lot when it's all we got.
and i do trust we never even know when we were lying.
with every superstition to only our advantage,
some trouble always sounds good.
it's quite a lot when it's all we got.
oooooh la la
here's to all the people with diseases.
oooooh la la
here's to all the mistaken fame.
oooooh la la
what with _ quiet _
it's just a hushed (lethal plea??)
so how's lettin' yourself go been goin'?
i see you're still making too many new friends to keep.
but if my drunken logic won't protect, my drunken wisdom just might _
___ all the kids still look the same.
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