On the hot-test ni-ght of th-e year
Ly-ing in a patch of rho rho-do-den-drons
A bot-tle of whis-ky un-der my arm
Try-ing to count a sky full of sta-rs
I dream of or-der, I dream of fle-ets
Of Na-po-le-on in aq-ua-ma-r-ine
He said "Lin-us put that blan-ket down
You've slammed your door too man-y times"
He said "Lin-us put that blan-ket down
The world won't wa-it"
Boy, what you gonn-a d-o with your life?
Boy, what you gonn-a d-o with your life?
Boy, what you gonn-a d-o with your life?
Boy, what you gonn-a d-o with your life?
When I was your age, I was com-man-ding fleets
When I was your age, I was soaked in vic-tor-y
And now you can't keep a job and you can't keep a wife
What a horr-ib-le mess you're gonn-a make of your life
Watched way too man-y A-mer-ic-an film-s
To be John Wayne, Brand-o or James Dea-n
Wait-ing so long for your wrists to get thick
Wait-ing so long for the next great part-y
So man-y ques-tions, so litt-le to say
You don't need these weig-hts
Boy, what you gonn-a d-o with your life?
Boy, what you gonn-a d-o with your life?
Boy, what you gonn-a d-o with your life?
Boy, what you gonn-a d-o with your life?
So you want to be an ar-tist, want to be a sing-er
Want to be re-mem-bered for what you could cre-ate
So you want to be a cow-boy, rid-ing to the dis-tance
Nev-er have to lis-ten or an-swer to any-one
So you want to be a box-er, sur-viv-ing on your in-stincts
Re-ly-ing on your fists and the quick-ness of your wit
Are you big-ger than these build-ings and the grey a-round you?
Is your pain more worth-y than ev-ery-bod-y else?
Drunk a-gain in the rho-do-den-drons
Drunk a-gain in the rho-do-den-drons
Drunk a-gain in the rho-do-den-drons
Drunk a-gain in the rho-do-den-drons
Drunk a-gain in the rho-do-den-drons
Drunk a-gain in the rho-do-den-drons
Drunk a-gain in the rho-do-den-drons
Drunk a-gain in the rho-do-den-drons
