MOG

I will see them in the fire
Long and loud and hard and happy, let her blow

Let her blow, let her blow
Let her blow, let her blow
Tell the gossipers and liars
Let her blow, let her blow, let her blow
Down to today from years and years ago
No regrets, all my debts will be paid when I get laid

If you're there or not I may not even know
Let her blow, let her blow, let her blow
Long and loud and hard and happy, let her blow
You'll be left without excuses
And tell the girls down at the Ritz I said, "Hello"
So someone can finally pick it
And have yourself another toke
On my old guitar sell tickets
And let the train blow the whistle when I go

For the evils and abuses
Let the train blow the whistle when I go
No regrets, all my debts will be paid when I get laid
Let the train blow the whistle when I go
Things we did that weren't so tender
From my basket full of smoke
Have a round and remember