Day after day after trying to understand
Why the world tries to grind you down, make a ghost out of a man
Your date of grace is due and you've pawned everything you own
I guess some dreams just don't come true, nothin' left but skin and wishbones
Each year the world gets lonelier and uglier with sin
Spin the bottle cap, throw a shot back
Everything's gonna be all right
Spin the bottle cap, throw a shot back
Cough and cry, Lay down and die
Grab an end, hold on tight
Bottles and bones in the night
You'll never go back home
You old wishbone
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