I thought I had to choose But I already had what I wanted Now the reformed art school kids Turn the knobs that are giving me static We spend a lot of our time Drinking a lot of all right wine It made me think I got reborn But it turned out I died twice Now the long con is long gone Now the long con is long gone And it was pretty pathetic of me To think that I could ever change a goddamn thing I was over a barrel, angry and blue My feelings were My War side two I found a hole in the smoke Where I tried to extinguish the butt of a joke And if this is real life How come I can still see the boom mic? Now the long con is long gone The long con is long gone And a good rain's gonna wash this town away A good rain is coming any day The long con is long gone The long con is long gone And a good rain's gonna wash this town away A good rain is coming any day And a good rain's gonna wash this town away A good rain is coming any day The long con is long gone The long con is long gone