This morning i awoke, i was feeling depressed
I lit up a smoke before i got dressed
And then something broke in my chest
I’d fix it, but i don’t know how
Wow, how did i get so strung out?
There was a time i was young and hung out
Never was a party that you didn’t
Find marty on friday night, saturday night
And now my stomach measures a mile
It takes a bottle just to make me smile
And my friends are saying jesus christ, he’s such a bore
He don’t take dope or even talk about the war
Just take a little drink, another little drink
And then i have me just another drink more
And when i wake up in the morning good god my kidneys are sore
‘cause the bag i’m in is just a package from a package store
Oh wow, how did i get so messed up?
It seems like yesterday i was young and dressed up
The minute that i woke up, i’d go and do some coke up
I was feeling high, what a guy
And now i watch my color t.v
Let johnny carson make a fool of me
And my friends ain’t been around in a year or more
They’re out somewhere together making posters for the war
And so i sit at home and drink, another little drink
And then i have me just a couple hit more
And when i wake up in the morning, good god, something always is sore
‘cause the bag i’m in is just a package from a package store
Oh wow, how did i get so bent out?
It seems like yesterday i was young and went out
Making all my money being high and being funny
I was on a trip like mr. superhip
And now that easy money’s all spent, i got a crummy job to pay the rent
And the thing that broke inside me, it ain’t goin’ away
I got to call the boss and say i won’t be in today
I’m gonna sit at home and drink another little drink
If i drink enough i’ll feel okay
Once more, i’m gonna wake up in the morning feeling sore, oh so sore
‘cause the bag i’m in is just a package from the package store
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