SINGER: Moxy Fruvous

SONG:The Drinking Song

And the band played on as the helicopters whirred.
drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn, my senses finally blurred.
He was a rock, till the end, a solid reminder,
couldn't deny a friend.
we lived in the noise and the sweet and the poison,
picking up the skirt of the end.
and we drink to narly dudes in some records.
much like plates of black food,
we filled up our faces, saw some far places,
stood on the road in the nude.
And the band played on as the helicopters whirred.
drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn, my senses finally blurred.
Between pose we said we were like cows in the grass,
brushing off flies.
shays lounging around, standing up, falling down,
till we no longer opened our eyes.
and we drink.
ever notice how drinking's like war?
how the troops are the cups?
to the end of our health again, drinking's myself,
and with bourbons and scotches and rum.
And the band played on as the helicopters whirred.
drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn, my senses finally blurred.
Think of bombs.
we are posed on the edge of disaster.
wether it's right or it's wrong.
we opened the window,
played some nintendo,
sang some bars of some pretty old song
'irene good night, irene good night
good night, irene. good night, irene.
i'll see you in my dreams.'
Oh to dream.
those impetant bonds of extinction.
i am graceful and free.
i'm but the best cause the man can not rest,
till he's finally beaten his fate.
And the band played on as the helicopters whirred.
drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn, my senses finally blurred.
Till the end, he passed out on the sundeck that morning.
quietly saying good bye,
but i was so hammered i sputtered and stammered.
told him he coulnd't just die.
he was rock, went straight for his own armageddon.
face froze in a grin.
ambulance flying.
i never drank again
called it a lose on a whim
And the band played on as the helicopters whirred.
drunk on the lawn in a nuclear dawn, my senses finally blurred.