Maybe I’ll drink until I’m sick
Maybe I’ll dance like a prick
Maybe I’ll smoke ten to the dozen
Maybe I’ll put my head in the oven
Either way one thing is true
It’s got fuck all to do with you
Drinking Irresponsibly
From
the
depths
of the
cold
Into
the
dancing
fires of
hell
I
just
can’t
help
feeling
That
this
won’t
end
well
‘The Gold Road’s Sure A Long Road…’
Pay
your
moneyTake
your
chanceSwallow
a pillBegin
to dance(1989)
Love’s Young Dream
Dance,
you
fools,
dance
away
from
me
I’ve
seen
all
the
romance
I need
to
see
I
know
only
too
well
how
this
shit
ends
Give
it a
year
and
you
won’t
even be
friends
Twist My Arm (2)
Afternoon:
Drink
your
tea
Eat
your
food
Leave
behind
your
mournful
mood
Come
out
tonight
Have
some
fun
For
our
time
has
only
just
begun
Sundays
I
hate
Sunday
eveningsI
despise
them
with
a passionThere’s
nothing
good
about
themNo
positive
distractionFrom the
fact that
tomorrow
starts
another
weekAnd we’re
no longer
dancing
cheek
to cheek
Get Your Coat…
Would
you
like
to
dance,He
said,And I’ll
whisper
sweet
nothings in
your ear?I’ve
no
time
for
romance,She
said,So
just
go and
buy me
a beer.
Our Waltz
My joy
is in your
weakness.
Your solace
is in my
pain.
Both
forever
destined,
To dance
together
in the rain.
Open Ending
It was quite nice talking to you last night.
I was able to forget, for a moment, that my heart is broken.
It felt good to laugh, to smile, to dance.
I thought I'd forgotten how to do those things.
I'm glad we randomly met last night.
But I'm also glad you left when you did.
Now I have the memory of our open ending,
To help mend my grieving heart.