Jazz June Excerpt
Drank too much
Thursday night at sundown
Can't drink enough
to make the world look right
So I put it down
Sunday night at sunddown
Damn I hope I don't end up like the jerk next door
Excuse me sir
would you like to it down with me?
We'll watch the tide roll by
and we'll watch it spit out sentences
We'll try to figure out why they're all so full of shit
