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Bedtime For Charlie

85 miles an hour down the highway I'm running from a world that doesn't want me anymore Will I find the effort pretend to try To put things back together

I won't drop a tear for you my love I'll tear down your pedestal Wipe away the dust and spider webs From the stairway, down the hall Mr drinker hasn'

Standing in the gutter surviving the flood Under pressure is that what I want Was it for money you condemned us to be From another planet like fish out

had That's just the way things go so dry your runny nose good luck for everything so once again stay home and do nothing put stickers on your bed good luck for

Perspire onto the stone I could not throw And somewhere far away I'm sure you know I never could believe that some catastrophe Could bring my cul de

up looking at porn all night long Go to bed and wake up at 4 p.m. then get inside a van and drive all day to play for seven people under stage then fade

) Thank you for never being there for me. And thank you for all the things you could not see. For being such a cunt. And never giving me credit for what

of my bed. I could prove myself for the clown I am. But I know you would always understand. Where have you been for so long? Where have you been for

and make 'em all my friends. I wanna ride a dragon with my buddies in the band. Today I wanna teach my cat to talk. I wanna get an elephant and take it for