“got wicked drunk.”
“yeah? where’d you go?”
“i didn’t go anywhere. i drank at home.”
“you had a party and didn’t invite me? who showed up?”
“no one. i got drunk by myself.”
“no shit? what’s wrong, man? you wanna talk about it?”
way up in that sky
i look up and i wonder
if that's you passing by
used to shout up from outside
wake you when you were sleeping
now i walk the streets, i don't recognize nobody
as time passed us by
we never felt like we should
we never did what we ought to