Listen close, and don't be stoned

I'll be here in the morning

'Cause I'm just floating



Your cigarette still burns

Your messed-up world will thrill me

Alison, I'm lost



Alison, I said we're sinking

There's nothing here but that's okay

Outside your room, your only sister's spinning

But she lies, tells me she's just fine

I guess she's out there somewhere



And the sailors they strike poses

TV covered walls, and so slowly

With your talking and your pills

Your messed-up life still thrills me

Alison, I'm lost



Alison, I'll drink your wine

I wear your clothes, when we're both high

Alison, I said we're sinking

But you laugh and tells me it's just fine

I guess she's out there somewhere