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2001-09-04 - 9:23 p.m. My name is Ken, and my anti-drug is drinking myself into a stupor as often as possible... I've heard all the stories, the failure and glories I haven't had either boast and toast I'm the best and I'm a mess I know I'm not neither thought I was down as far as any man could go, thought my highs were giant size I know now that's not so I know you heard, know you heard, know you heard, don't believe a word, not a word, one word it's been overblown the truth should be known ' til now I couldn't see put my cards on the table while I'm still able, I guess I really don't know how to party. It's blown out of whack, the truth is what's lacking, 'til now I couldn't see the long and the short I'd like to report, I guess I really don't know how to party. Really don't by and shape or form whether straight up in the sunshine or passed out in a storm don;t know how but now I know I don't will it help me out? No, it probably won't. Five, four, three, two, what? not zero. Don't go counting on a saviour I was playing it safe when I'd fall on my face entertainment was what I was after, harmless fun, no damage done I was out and about for the laughter thought I was something really something no one was gonna touch ace in the place, kingpin of sin I didn't know too much don't believe everything you've heard, don't believe a solitary word it's been overblown, the truth should be known, 'til now I couldn't see put my cards on the table while I'm still able I guess I really don't know how to party really don't by any shape or form whether straight up in the sunshine or passed out in a storm, don't know how, but now I know I don't will it help me out, no it probably won't I don't have a notion and I don't have a clue, an iota or an inkling where to start or what to do the foggiest or faintest, the slightest I ain't got. Will it help me out? Nah, probably not. � |