"Calmly, like a razor I got us on the door," or "I got a tape of 'Clerks' Someone left the night before." So I got over later, You're sitting in that chair Smoking on your cigarette Fingering your hair So I get drunk and stoned, Every time you come around. Twenty-nine and aimless You bartend down on fourth Your parents pay insurance And the Parson's Audit course Over-schooled and uninspired A trust fun up your nose All that wasted talent but, uh Ain't that how it always goes? So I get drunk and stonedm Every time you come around. Yeah, yeah, yeah So long Allison Foley So long, bye-bye (Come up higher, take a step higher) Sometimes you understand The reasons how you went astray But least of all the answer, That it hurts to watch you waste away. So I get drunk and stoned, Every timed you come around. Yeah, yeah, yeah. So long Allison Foley So long, bye-bye Yeah, yeah, yeah.