Sugar Street

How the hell is everything Since I been away? Is the weather any better? Did the landlord fix the drain? Did Lui sell his paintings? Did Kevin quit his job? Will you tell them that I love 'em and I miss y'all a lot? I thought about deserting Jumping on a plane the other day It was just a fleeting feeling, man I'm usually okay When I'm holding conversations in a language I don't speak And coughing on the radio and screaming in my sleep I'm just tired of feeling tired, I'm tired of getting drunk They took our picture for the paper and they made me stand in front But I shouldn't be complaining, there's been people at the shows I even saw the Eiffel tower in a souvenir snowglobe There's just a couple more and then a day off in Amsterdam I'm gonna check into a hotel, get fixed up if I can And oh, I promise I'll be careful With the company I keep And I'll hold myself together Until I'm back on Sugar Street Sugar Street If you start at the beginning and you go on to the end Sometimes a perfect stranger might end up your only friend At first, you nod politely 'cause you're not that interested Ask some abstract question like a bored psychiatrist But then you get to talking 'bout the plastic in the sea The nightmare of their childhood and reality TV It starts to sound familiar like you're coming back to life Make some observations, start offering advice Always look in both directions when you go to cross the street And if you jump off any buildings, make sure you land on your feet And oh, promise you'll be careful With the sympathies you seek 'Cause I know that you'll feel better Once you're back on Sugar Street Sugar Street And oh, I promise I'll be careful When I put myself to sleep And I hope that I feel better Once I'm back on Sugar Street Sugar Street Ah, Sugar Street