Say something awful, as if fucking the world is your 
right.
And I watch you stumble, drunk out into the night.
To cat call ladies, you're thirsty for blood, you're 
pickin a fight.
And i wanted to ask you man whatta you do, in the 
daylight.

So bum me a cigarette, buy me a beer till i'm happy to be 
here, happy to be here.
With all of my family hookers in heels and the men who 
watch them like hungry black eels.

Run into me sunday tell me you had one hell of a time.
And through the haze and the gunsmoke i'm forced to 
believe you're probably right.
Someone lies bleeding, someone got violent and did not 
think twice.
And i watched you my brother making a fool of the moon 
tonight.

So bum me a cigarette, buy me a beer till i'm happy to be 
here, happy to be here.
With all of my family hookers in heels and the men who 
watch them like hungry black eels.

Am i just a spark?