So far yet oh so goddamn near
A dangerous misgiving, on an almighty knife-edge
Family genes to mesmerise anyone
Deplorable son – petrified
Left open to a sad and ungodly demise
Shut my mouth, my oh so typified eyes
Prise that addled, addicted, mind away from the very next beer
The minute it touches my bee-stung lips for all of the wrong reasons
Far too ill-equipped to note
Barstool tomfoolery
Plain to see I was stripped of an outright ability to say no right from the beginning
Animosity, it flows on out of me
Just one more beer, then we’ll see
Pull up a chair… wait with me!