lI1|1! Posted August 1, 2008 Posted August 1, 2008 It's midnight at the depot And I drag my bags in line. Travellin' light, I got to go But the bus won't be on time. Everybody's looking half alive. Later on the bus arrives. They punch my ticket I find a seat And we move out past the lights. Come on Driver, where's the heat? It's cold out in the night. I keep telling to myself that I don't care. Come tomorrow, I'll be there. Take the Greyhound. It's a dog of a way to get around. Take the Greyhound. It's a dog gone easy way to get you down. Tired of watching this night go by So I look across the aisle. The window's frosted, I can't sleep But the girl returns my smile. She reminds me of someone I knew back home. So I doze. So it goes. I'm wrinkled on my stool at the rest stop. The waitress being cozy with the highway cop. My coffee's tasting tired. My eyes roll over dead. Got to go outside and get the gas out of my head. Oh, to be in bed. You got me driving. I'm on your Greyhound bus and you're driving. But there's nothing new about Greyhounds. Nothing new about feeling down. Nothing new about putting off Or putting myself on. Looking to tomorrow is the way the loser hides I should have realized by now that all my life's a ride. It's time to find some happy times and make myself some friends I know there ain't no rainbows waiting when this journey ends. Stepping off this dirty bus first time I understood It's got to be the going not the getting there that's good That's a thought for keeping if I could. It's got to be the going not the getting there that's go Quote
KaskadskyjKozak Posted August 1, 2008 Posted August 1, 2008 Perhaps this explains my functional alcoholism... that, or genetics. Quote
sobo Posted August 1, 2008 Posted August 1, 2008 You're right, it's probably more genetic than anything. Polish father, German mother... I'm doomed to life of alcohol dependency... Quote
KaskadskyjKozak Posted August 1, 2008 Posted August 1, 2008 You're right, it's probably more genetic than anything. Polish father, German mother... I'm doomed to life of alcohol dependency... Think of it as a blessing. I do. Quote
TREETOAD Posted August 1, 2008 Posted August 1, 2008 just drink until you notice a bloated look to your face and yellowish eye colour, then cut back for a week or two. Quote
sobo Posted August 1, 2008 Posted August 1, 2008 You're right, it's probably more genetic than anything. Polish father, German mother... I'm doomed to life of alcohol dependency... Think of it as a blessing. I do. I'll start counting... 1... hmmmmm, I guess that's about it... Quote
StevenSeagal Posted August 1, 2008 Posted August 1, 2008 You're right, it's probably more genetic than anything. Polish father, German mother... I'm doomed to life of alcohol dependency... Think of it as a blessing. I do. That has a problematic side too... JWZGAWyb1p8 Quote
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