8 Beers & A Book On Zen

Well it gives me the runaround
And I don't wanna fight
I got the sense to turn around
You ain't wrapped too tight

I might need a tourniquet
To keep the wounds in check
I might need an extra set of eyes
To keep you in check

I drink the backwash
>From the sewer now and then
I ain't got time to help us both
Help yourself
I ain't got the time

Now the ship has run aground
And there's no help in sight
I got the sense to turn around
I can't win this fight

I might need a tourniquet
To keep the wounds in check
I might need an extra set of eyes
To keep you in check

I drink the backwash
From the sewer now and then
I ain't got time to help us both
Help yourself
I ain't got the time