the ferryman who takes me to my rest he dont give a damn whos cursed or blessed anyway i give him all my cash i m like some tragic hero a lightning flash followed by a million zeros i spent the last ten years yeah trying to waste half an hour every drunk is that vip who only lives inside a rope where they show you all the love make mine a bourbon and coke im not lying mr ferryman i always make it home though my house is built on sand it ain t worth the loan i spent the last ten years yeah trying to waste half an hour so i had that real good time and then in the dawn i saw the bartenders love i saw it in a yawn mr ferryman do you party where youre from do you know where to go when the party s all done i never been to hell but they got my number i feel them squirm inside my shell praying for slumber it must suck mr ferryman to hear the vanities talk about the lies they need just to walk the walk i spent the last ten years yeah trying to waste half an hour i spent the last ten years yeah trying to waste half an hour