The Ramblin’ Boys of Pleasure

A million times a day I try to fail or fail to try
It's an easy way to live, it's a lifeless way to die
I used to hear, Son, you've got a lot to learn
I used to hear a lot...like the slow, dull burn
Of paper and tobacco and his bad breath smoke
Singin' Hey man, lemme tell you a joke
Well what's attached to a leash that it made itself?
The punchline is the way that you've been fucking yourself.

Sit down, shut up, it's a long ride yet
I'm here to tell you something that's not easy to forget
It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a goddamned shame
One day until retirement, it was God's way

I'm ready or not
You're here I come
There's tears on my cheeks
There's tears on my cheeks
From being so dumb

There's proof painted on the roof
And it's raining, and I hate it, I hate it, I hate it, I hate it
(x4)

Things have changed forever
We're the ramblin' boys of pleasure
Things have changed, things have changed forever
We're the ramblin' boys of pleasure
(x2)