We could split a box of wine, we could spend all our time, inebriated, right here on the
front porch.
We could soak up all the rays, tomorrow we'll have hell to pay, it doesn't
matter, we got the medicine.
We can watch the neighbors go to work, sitting back in the room with the cubicle and
their button-up shirts yeah
Not gonna walk that familiar path, to nowhere anymore yeah
We're having such a blast out here, open up another case of beer,
intoxicated, right here on the front porch
Even as the sun goes down, how's another shot of whiskey sound, it doesn't
matter. We got the medicine