I've had a drink and a smile in every port of heaven
And from 5 on the dial I'm at 8, 9, 10 and 11 I gotta find a way
I gotta fix me a buzz
And I want it to stay
I've got a pain like a pain Nurse, make me well
Could be mine, could be yours
Could be there any time I want File under `Lost in the truth somewhere'
I come here straight from hell so the ground is yours
And you'll find me
I got my hate, and my fear, and my hangHere to remind me I gotta kick the crust
I gotta climb my way
I've got to make like I do, like I always did Keeping time for the kind not designed to waste time
DeNurse, make me well
I've been through anger, peace and honesty And all I got was patience But the good's getting better
And the bad are merely minor frustration
I've got to find a way to keep the way I find
`Coz the chances are good that it won't let you down
Like maybe drinking with keef Nurse, make me fine
Or seeing Dolly Parton's tits .To the better times
.To the best times
Remind me that there's never been a better time to be alive
.To the bed times
.This sheet is getting sticky.
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