All you've got is an empty table
With no food on it and a family in exile
Lost again by the neck of the bottle
And the skin on your teeth you just can't brush away.
Away, away, you're always away
You're never around when there's something to say
Away, away, you're never away
You're always around when there's nothing to say.
You fall asleep on the couch with your clothes on
While the TV light kisses you on the forehead
You open your eyes and nothing has changed
You're dressed the same, but you're feeling your age.
So lame, so lame, you've always been lame
You're never around when there's something to say
So lame, so lame, you've always been lame
You're always around when there's nothing to say.
Lost again so you feel like a loser
One hand in the bag but no hand on your shoulder
You keep on calling 'til there's someone that answers
But answers with questions, like a Socrates nightmare.
Ok, ok, you're never ok
And you're never around when there's something to say
Ok, ok, you might be ok
But you're never around when there's something to say
Away, away, you're always away
And you're never around when there's something to say
So lame, so lame, you've always been lame
And you're never around when there's something to say.
