Jimmy and his friends, i know, are in the park all drunken I? m staring at the sun alone but what can i desire? I no longer know I? m wishing for a week for fishing away in the country I? m losing my own script of living down in city A refrigerator sounds in a room, i look up and peer at the weather She? s gone away from here and now what can i desire? I no longer know I? m wishing for a week for fishing away in the country I? m losing my own script of living down in city