The Cooks - Cheap Beer & Trash Markets

I'll find myself in Tryptamines and at Trash mansionand in trash markets
I'll find myself while looking at the stars
I'll figure my life out, my fucking god you know it's hard
That's why we take it one day at at time
And I get home to strangers racking lines off my laptop
I kindly wait for them to stop and I ask for it back
I wonder to the library to finish inorganic chemistry reports
With intend on meeting up, making love and playing Sonic 3D with you

Tonight Snack may be passed out in the laundry
Today my friends might be mere transition states
Tomorrow morning we might wake up and find out we're all dead
That's why we have to enjoy it while it lasts

And all these people I'm so blessed to spend most of my time with
You know that they've got so much more than whisky and potential
We've got guns, we've got drugs and we are fucking pocket mad
Stealing from bathrooms, pubs, clubs, streets and the K-Mart down the road

My girlfriend, was never a fucking superstar
Teaching me to cook and how to empathize and love
My best friends are letting me sleep on their couch
Giving speeches at my 21st that will make me cry

Tonight Tim may be passed out in the bathroom
Today my friends might be in the second salvation zone
If Josh was here, you know I'd buy that bastard a beer
Maybe a gin and tonic if he said please
This one goes out to Slack Attack and Lily D (and K)
This one goes out to my sweet Mrs Robinson
This one goes out out anyone who's changed me for the better
And to anyone who's ever bought me a beer

Tonight Gee may be passed out in my double bed
As we spend 45 minutes watching an old man eat a watermelon
Tomorrow morning we might wake up and find out we're all dead
That's why we have to enjoy it while it lasts

Written by:
Ricki Wilcox

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