Slope Goings

Tired of hearing about the lost jobs

And the new drugs in this town

The gones and comes

And every moron's whereabouts

Just let me sleep on your couch



I made all the right promises

Still much to answer for

I made all the right promises

Still much to answer for

I leave home drunk and come back

Sad in the morning and as always

You will wake up you will go to sleep

And in-between lose everything



I made all the right promises

Still much to answer for

I made all the right promises

Not much for an answer