The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino
I drown myself in, I drown myself in
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino
You see in black and white, feel in slow motion
The mind's a crowd, search for the the spaces
You see scars, results of my rage
I drown myself in sorrow, until I wake up tomorrow
The illusion of confusion is not from where I am sat
And turn around time's gone, I take ten paces
And turn around time's gone, I take ten paces
Been up ahead, can't make head or tale of it
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino
I drown myself in sorrow, until I wake up tomorrow
Different levels of the devil's company
You see in black and white, feel in slow motion
Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino
To the cage through the bars
Been up ahead, can't make head or tale of it
I drink till I'm drunk, and I smoke till I'm senseless
I drown myself in sorrow until I wake up tomorrow
The mind's a crowd, search for the the spaces
I drink till I'm drunk, and I smoke till I'm senseless
They lead us outside, take us out quietly
