The Ramblin' Boys Of Pleasure

A million times a day I try to fail or fail to try

It's an easy way to live, it's a lifeless way to die

I used to hear, "Son, you've got a lot to learn"

I used to hear a lot...like the slow, dull burn

Of paper and tobacco and his bad breath smoke

Singin' "Hey man, lemme tell you a joke"

"Well what's attached to a leash that it made itself?"

"The punchline is the way that you've been fucking yourself."



Sit down, shut up, it's a long ride yet

I'm here to tell you something that's not easy to forget

It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a goddamned shame

One day until retirement, it was God's way



I'm ready or not

You're here I come

There's tears on my cheeks

There's tears on my cheeks

From being so dumb



There's proof painted on the roof

And it's raining, and I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it

(x4)



Things have changed forever

We're the ramblin' boys of pleasure

Things have changed, things have changed forever

We're the ramblin' boys of pleasure

(x2)