Part Two You Can’t Come Home Again Dream On I didn’t get fired For being a liar But I quit To be a son of a bitch Believing greener pastures lay ahead But I was simply out of my head So drunk day and night I’m surprised I didn’t lose my sight. He of Little …
Part One The First Breakdown Changing Faces I started to see similarities In everyone’s irregularities The faces of friends’ past Hit hard like I was on a fast Some were South American Others were next of kin Everything reminded me Of my upcoming insanity It’s scary as heck When you’re up to your neck In …
To cope with the last few years I’d been drinking too many beers And become such a louse Mom didn’t want me in her house So I lived alone Growing as thin as a bone Barely able to eat And no one to greet Lonesome as hell
When she came to my mom’s house I was about as strong as a mouse There was no reason for alarm I could do no harm I was just confused Who had lit the fuse That signaled the end And truly sent me around the bend.
For some reason Maybe because it was in season I don’t know why I bothered But I told her father I wanted thee To marry me He was nice As sugar and spice When I deserved to be punched in the mouth For being such a louse.
The moment I broke the door I hit the refrigerator To grab a beer To signal no fear The old Benton is still here.
I called a taxi The moment they said I was free Before I saw the light of day My old friend Jay Came by What a great guy To see a funny face After being in a place Where your sole entertainment was to pace.
I’d finally had enough No more free stuff I started talking shit About being in this pit Only because I had money And this institution is crummy Threaten not to pay And you’ll be sent on your way.
It wasn’t all bad in there One could eat all they could bear Cigarettes were given free Which filled me with glee Plenty of sweet juice for all Who had the gall To stuff their face After their mind had taken an about face.
The first time I was in the hospital When I was none too hospitable My mom and stepdad came With a box of rain Inside was a blueberry pie Which was a gift from the sky They had not given up hope And that I was just some dumb dope I spoke the truth As …
