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DAndy sells Dmaj7coke at theDdim weekDmaj7end EmAs a means to fund getting his ownEsus Em He sells weekend-class junkies their needs when They just don't know how to go home G. Em And what kind of life has he got? G. Em D Dmaj7. Ddim Dmaj7 Maybe none soon if he doesn't stop being something he's not
Our friendly host called him up to the party On some level he thinks they are friends At 11 o'clock in the morning It's the party that might never end He's just not lookin after himself He'll be dead in 5 years if he doesn't change somethin What kinda void does this thing fill? What kind of pain do they need it to kill? The powder-fired freight train A one-way express through the hill. How did I end up still at this party? I'm the fool who passed out in the chair Just came up to the smoke for the weekend Got a wife and a baby down there I wake up to these three fuckin ghosts Fumbling round 'for a 5' in my coat More fool I to be thinkin That I could still drink Like I did twenty years ago Flirtin with my ego The only trip I need's a one way express outta here... I'm too old in the tooth to be round this shit!