Somebody`s Heine` is crowdin` my icebox 
Somebody`s cold one is givin` me chills 
Guess I`ll just close my eyes 
Flip on the tele` 
Wrestle with Jimmy 
Something is bubbling 
Behind my back 
The bottle is ready to blow 
Say it ain`t so 
Your drug is a heartbreaker 
Say it ain`t so 
My love is a lifetaker 
I can`t confront you 
I never could do 
That which might hurt you 
So try and be cool 
When I say 
This way is a waterslide away from me that takes you further every day 
So be cool 
Dear Daddy, 
I write you in spite of years of silence. 
You`ve cleaned up, found Jesus,
things are good or so I hear. 
This bottle of Steven`s 
awakens ancient feelings. 
Like father, stepfather, the son is drowning in the flood.