(R. Pollard)



Just use a paper towel or something, I don't know

Anything will do

A rag...any kind of old rag



Strolling around

With ten people and

Did you catch that act?

Is in the firelight

Don't tempt me with that giraffe act



Spent my years in a dungeon of drunks

Dinin' and cheers - An occasion of lunks

Never to hold in another kind of world

Except in events in another different world



Hold on there, one time

Go now on your senses

Change it and know it's sense

Which words are wandering

All that two different ways and never



In a dungeon of drunks you can be real

In a dungeon of drunks you can steel all the food

In a dungeon of drunks you can talk to the rats

In a dungeon of drunks you can feel

You can feel like equate in a world

And you can gaze all your craze in a love

And i remember it well

I should have never have done that

In the first place without you...