Poor Souls Of Pompeii Relax The Tourniquet
My alarm's the hounds of Hades
Tearing at my flesh and someday
Maybe I won't get up
I don't seem to remember anything 'cause
I'm old and stupid and I'm drinking
Too much, too much
And yes, she knows
And he knows
And they know
And you know
That I'm broke
Come on, relax the tourniquet
And let your heart just bleed away
A hacksaw to your ball and chain
So don't be shy, now don't delay
It's one long journey to the grave
And there is no one else to blame
It's all about to change, so let it go
I'm on Alka-Seltzer everyday
And I'm lying when I say I'm okay
'Cause I'm not, I'm not
So come out, come out, wherever you are
Did you really think we'd get that far?
You wanna secure that shh...
And yes, she knows
And he knows
And they know
And you know
That I'm broke
Come on, relax the tourniquet
And let your heart just bleed away
A hacksaw to your ball and chain
So don't be shy, now don't delay
It's one long journey to the grave
And there is no one else to blame
It's all about to change, so let it go
Come on, relax the tourniquet
And let your heart just bleed away
A hacksaw to your ball and chain
So don't be shy, now don't delay
It's one long journey to the grave
And there is no one else to blame
It's all about to change, so let it go
