Drunk in the daylight I wanna see a saint, are they dancing at the bottom of these cans? Gee, you're lucky to feel that great Are you laughing, will you ever understand? It's already noon Is there something up with, you? I'll see you on the goddamn moon Whatever I gotta, do Got tired of boasting I'm hoping to ride this wave till I crash and fade and don't come back Not for the fortune and fame, but the kind that remains And it stays, and it stays, 'cause it's true And if I don't see you I hope that this gets through You fuckhead, that is the stupidest thing you interpreted there