The Ramblin' Boys Of Pleasure

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 [bad word] 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 [bad word] 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)