Troubles, no troubles, on the line, & I can't stand
to see you, I can't stand to see you when you're
crying at home. Scotch & penicillin, please try
Carlton, a cold black maple hanger & husbands
on the run I just got back from a dream
attack that took me by surprise & in there
I met a lady, her name was Shady Sides & she
said, "It's been evening all day long, evening
all day long & how can something so old be so
wrong". Sin and gravity drag me down to sleep
to dream of trains across the sea, trains across
the sea. Half hours on earth, what are
they worth, I don't know. In 27 years
I've drunk fifty thousand beers & they just
wash against me like the sea into a pier.