The Ramblin' Boys of Pleasure

A million times a day, I try to fail or fail to try

It's an easy way to live, it's a lifeless way to die

I used to hear "Son, you've got a lot to learn"

I used to hear a lot like the slow dull burn

Of paper and tobacco, his bad breath smoke

Singing "Hey man, let me tell you a joke"

Well, what's attached to a leash that it made itself?

The punchline is the way that you've been fucking yourself

Sit down, shut up, it's a long ride yet

I'm gonna tell ya something that's not easy to forget

It's a bird, it's a plane, it's a goddamned shame

One day left 'til retirement, it was God's way

I'm ready or not, you're here I come

There's tears on my cheeks from being so dumb

There's proof painted

On the roof and it's raining

And I hate it, I hate it

I hate it, I hate it

Things have changed forever

We're the ramblin' boys of pleasure

Things have changed, things have changed forever

We're the ramblin' boys of pleasure