I put one down
I walk around
I play the game
I go out and live it up
I dress up nice
I feel alright
I get loaded
And I come home late at night

We drive around
Our old hometown
They lit that football field
On fire in '99
The trees are bare
I breathe the air
I hold it down real deep
Before I let it out

I live upstairs
I wash my hair
I take my meals alone
Inside the parlor room
I win the war
I feed the poor
I get anxious
And I curl up on the floor

I saw the star
I walked real far
I found the baby
And I gave him what I got
You pet my head, put me to bed
A hundred million years
Lit up and turned to dust