It's the anniversary of my stupid little war And everybody's eyes are at half mast Lonely and dogless Half-vicious, naked It's Disneywheel, it's biscuitwheel Never been that much for dancing Musicians just don't dance They listen, they wish they were playing And swish and swish gin Musicians don't dance They wish they were playing They wish they were playing It's the anniversary of my stupid little war And all the ladies' shirts are at half mast Insert cold cocktails Cry hard on church steps Hot August Night God bless you, Neil Musicians don't dance They wish they were playing God bless you, Neil I tried and she forgave me It's Disneywheel, it's biscuitwheel