It seems that round my way
Everyone's estranged
Ain't it strange
To throw your life away
By rolling in the hay
For a day
In bottles by the back door
There's a black hole
Sure to make a man of you
It's not something you're supposed to
Share a toast to
But tell me what's a boy to do
So will come a day
Where you are gonna find
There's nothing you could say
That would please my little mind
Or set my soul at ease
When grappling with disease
You're a sleaze
In bottles by the back door
There's a black hole
Sure to make a man of you
It's not something you're supposed to
Share a toast to
But tell me what's a boy to do
It seems that round my way
Everyone's estranged
What a shame
So throw your life away
By rolling in the hay
For a day
In bottles by the back door
There's a black hole
Sure to make a man of you
It's not something you're supposed to
Share a toast to
But tell me what's a boy to do
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