You're hanging tongue when you should be hanging ten.
Knocking 'em back when you should be knocking 'em dead again.
You're as good as they get when your 'stache ain't wet from
Drinking off the company hose
But that's how it goes.
I'm talking to you, you high note hitters.
Better quick turn into midnight quitters.
Let the chinny-chin-chin hair splitters burn their oil.
They're all amped up like summer camp
With smoke pouring out of their nose
But that's how it goes.
Once affected, can't disconnect
So you over-correct and try not to wreck.
Once affected, can't disconnect
So you over-correct and try not to wreck.
Once affected can't disconnect it
So you over-correct on the wrong trajectory.
These high notes weren't gonna hit themselves, that's true.
You had to shimmy up to reach the highest shelf
'Cause it's the only thing you knew how to do.
You fell out of the nest
And your life's a big mess
But cleaning it up really blows
And that's how it goes.