Testo di Slope Goings

Tired of hearing about the lost jobs And the new drugs in this town The gones and comes And every moron's whereabouts Just let me sleep on your couch I made all the right promises Still much to answer for I made all the right promises Still much to answer for I leave home drunk and come back Sad in the morning and as always You will wake up you will go to sleep And in-between lose everything I made all the right promises Still much to answer for I made all the right promises Not much for an answer