Swell Waiting For A Beer
i got no problems, i'm just waiting for a beer
while yesterdays' small times become yesterdays' year
and i will not talk around it, but it's not very nice
cuz it don't serve much purpose and it can't happen twice
got nothing but big cheers for my most terrible plans
and whiskey's just murder by a subtler hand
now i can not lie about this - i wish i didn't know more
cuz we're always much braver when we don't know what for
then some stupid joke gets told like how 'even water is damned'
still i hope we'll leave right now and find a little dry land
we don't need more patients - you hear whatever you want -
becuz if he lives above us - then we must be below
