Steamboat Willie

We've all sailed through storms just like Steamboat Willie
But this time we actually might drown
Besides cash in my pockets, and girls I think are pretty
There's four things I need, before I go down

I'm saying pack a couple bowls for my boys tonight
And give me the chance to kiss my bike goodbye
And give all my records to all my best friends
And tell mom I'm sorry I drove her insane

So wet your lips dear
And sing like the ship's going down
We've been here before, and we came out laughing
But this time I think
We actually might drown

I've been from private school polos
To sweet jail of Canada
And slept on the most random couches and floors
I'm a spoiled yuppie punk, and maybe thats not all I'm after
But I've seen things people pay calendars for
I would say piece another heat stick, but god I'm just tired
And all my friends say this cartoon's life expired
Some of them ran off chasing corporate grins
And some of them left me for Oxycontin

So what's the point dear
To build up what only breaks down?
I'm leaving just as mixed up as when I got here
They'll find me in Morro Bay floating face down



Credits
Writer(s): Dustin Hayes
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