كلمات Final Words

Just lay down In the dirt One more glass Wouldn't hurt What a bruise I've seen worse Final words Rolling hearse It's a brand new day now Everyone's okay, how? Boys in blue We need you Only if You'll be true To the cause Starting wars With your boots In the jaws Of a helpless human We don't respect you, man Now I'm not saying Or lookin at blamin We brought this on ourselves But something tells me That lately being healthy Is a lonely path to hell Getting old Moving on Soon we'll be Dead and gone We can hope When we croak It won't go Up in smoke There's a generation Coming up behind us If we leave a mess to Sure they'll come and find us? Now I'm not complaining Or lookin at blamin We brought this on ourselves But sometimes it's best To give you a rest Somethings left on that top shelf Joeys friend Has a car We can use It's a start You Get gas I'll buy booze Let's forget Who we are Wheres the map? Skip this track Roll a joint Pass it back What a day We're okay We're never Goin back