Disappointed

Never more

Got so low they had to use

the jaws of life

To yank me up from under the floor



Thrilled to be here

Thank you much

It's strange when nothing gets to taste so satisfying

That you don't mind the rot gut



So me and my sugar we're on a roadtrip

From Bostone to Philly and I don't know maybe St. Louis



Got a patch

From my therapist

Sha's got a heart like a yacht

But she's all screwed up, she's a pugilist



Sorrry Bobby, miss ya Jack

But if I could choose I'd ask to have

Dr. Martin Luther King back



So me and my sugar we're on a roadtrip

From D.C. to Dallas and I don't know maybe Memphis

So when this ship eventually sinks

That'll be alright



Got a friend

In a cracked house

That sits around all day wonderin' who and when

Shot the lights out



But some things won't be explained

Like the cabby that fell asleep in Hoboken

And woke up Shirley MacLaine



So me and my sugar we're on a roadtrip

From Hollywood to the East village and I don't know maybe midland Texas

So when this ship eventually sinks

When this ship finally sinks

When all this shit don't mean a thing

That'll be alright