God bless those girls from Barcelona
who smelled of roses and cocaine
I hope they know their parents miss them
So do the sunny shores of Spain
I miss them dancing in the kitchen
I Miss that long, stoned goodbye
I'm too sober to sleep
But I'm too drunk to cry
God bless that famous painter's daughter
Someone I loved so long ago
Jane were sorry about your mother
I just thought id let you know
We miss you downtown, walking backwards
We Miss those snowbanks in your eyes
I'm too sober to sleep
But I'm too drunk to cry
Break
God bless garage bands in the basement
God bless garage bands up on stage
And God bless the boys of Lincoln county
Those Irish Catholics, they never age
God damn my liver when it's thirsty
God damn my wallet when it's dry
I'm too sober to sleep
But I'm too drunk to cry
I'm too sober to sleep
But I'm too drunk to cry
Ending