The Last Drink

carrying your ashes from bar to bar

i'm in a mess and you're in a mason jar

and you're under my arm like a football

i'm not ready to let go and that is all

you were never big on conversation

and that hasn't changed since your cremation

and i feel most times like you do

you know i feel most times like you do

i wish that i was hard nosed

fight a forest fire with a garden hose

and be brave enough right now

to start on something new

you were right there in the ern

light as a feather

if my hands weren't shaking i'd

glue you back together

this watering whole was our favourite stop

so i'll take off the lid and pour a drink down the top

for you and i'll pull down on that magic lever that

makes it stay the past forever

and i feel most times like you do

you know i feel most times like you do

someone stabbed my voodoo doll

now it hurts each time that nature calls

and you're lucky that natures finished calling out to you

you were down to your very last

little belt loop but you were

tougher than a pittbull in the paratroops

and if you're afraid of getting hurt

to suffer more ills

like the hypochondric that died choking on his pills

so i should swallow real hard and deal with this pain

cuz i'm as wasted as a neat freak in a hurricane

and I feel most times like you do

you know i feel most times like you do

I thought i was the one that died

it just was heavens weird amusement ride

but you pinched me in my dream

and i saw it wasn't true

so i'm dumping your ashes on the floor

Im gonna laugh as people slip on you

while coming in this door

and i'll drink on what you said

to stop my feet dragging

no one dogs bark should ever stop the wagon