The Crutch - The Tossers
Like a Princess stuck in a factory
There's nothin' here no for me
Like a warted toad on a highway road
The road seems never ending
That's what appeals whenever I feel
Restless solitary anxiety
Just give me that road when the world
Turns cold and a nice hot glass of whiskey
Well it's blank above my thoughts and
It's blank below my words
Get me drunk and then I'm yours
So give me two pints o'stout two pints o'stout
One so I don't think no more and one to face
What I've in store
Two pints o'stout two pints o'stout
Well my dear you have no money so you can turn
And walk right out
Have you ever thought we might have sought in all
Our years together
To part now while there's
Still a smile and face the lonely weather
Well what's the worth of this wretched
Earth but traveling to new places
Does the one you like seem a chord to strike
Does appealing describe his faces
No I'm not content not with myself
Not my body or my mind
So give me two pints o'stout
Two pints o'stout
One so I don't think no more
And one to face
What I've in store
Two pints o'stout two pints o'stout
Well my dear you have no money
So you can turn
And walk right out
It's freezing on O'Connell Street and I'm
Talking to a hooker
Well she might be a cop but either way I
Ain't no better
So it's rounds on me one chance you see
Because I have the money
When there's no more booze
Then I'll go home and deal with my own thinking
Like a dream that tortures me
Each night is the peace
I've known with you
Two pints o' stout two pints o'stout
One so I don't think no more and one to face
What I've in store
Two pints o'stout two pints o' stout
Well my dear you have no money so you can turn
And walk right out
