The sun came up with no conclusions

Flowers sleeping in their beds

The city's cemetery's humming

I'm wide awake, it's morning

And I have my drugs, I have my woman

They keep away my loneliness

My parents, they have their religion

But sleep in separate houses



I read the body count out of the paper

And now it's written all over my face

And no one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter

But sometimes that's just the most comfortable place



So I'm drinking, breathing, writing, singing

Everyday I'm on the clock

My mind races with all my longings

But can't keep up with what I got



So I hope I don't sound too ungrateful

What history gave modern men

A telephone to talk to strangers

Machine guns and a camera lens



So when you're asked to fight a war that's over nothing

You know it's best to join the side that's gonna win

And no one's sure how all of this got started

But we're gonna make 'em God damn certain how it's gonna end



Well I could have been a famous singer

If I had someone else's voice

But failures always sounded better

Let's fuck it up, boys, make some noise



The sun came up with no conclusions

Flowers sleeping in their beds

The city's cemetery's humming

I'm wide awake, it's morning