Don't wanna leave my home today.
Don't wanna go in the freezing rain.
Just wanna be lazy,
break bread, and have drinks.
Last time this happened to me,
I just laid there lonely.
Think I'll just lay here again?
Well, you're wrong my friend.
Think I'll do something inspiring
like fill my glass with juice and gin,
try to figure out how this could end.
Last time I did this,
I woke up in a puddle of piss.
Is there no one else like this?
Starting to feel like an alcoholic.
Your eyes are cold as ice.
Look at me when you're feeling nice.
Just when I thought our cells would splice,
I'm itching for love like hair and lice.
This basement's got me freezing, Christ.
Should've went outside in the ice.
Guess that's the fucking way she goes.
He is Barb, and I am Bo-Bandy.