pass me the lampshade i m drunk again blew my drug money on a quart of gin well i am a cultured man with tastes discriminating but i ll settle for a tall glass of anything fell in love with love and death and darkness if i m a bad drunk well it s not for lack of practice there is no this no modern romance cause i m going home in a fucking ambulance well am i the only one drinking tonight the only one drinking tonight spring break gone broke and sprung now i m the only one mirrored medicine cabinet door like the hatch of a submarine bottles inside like buttons and dials and tiny back lit screens bloody footprints on the bathroom floor in a hotel close to the airport well am i the only one drinking tonight the only one drinking tonight despair is an octopus with it s head in new hampshire and tentacles everywhere well am i the only one drinking tonight the only one drinking tonight well am i the only one drinking tonight the only one drinking tonight