Dreadful Selfish Crime

(альбом: Gringo Honeymoon - 1994)

Seems like yesterday I was here
Dreaming my life away and drinking beer
Staying up till dawn strumming on guitars
Sleeping all day long just like the big rock stars
Barely living on money from tip jars

I had a little place just up the block
Had me a French girlfriend I loved the way she talked
We spent our afternoons watching the TV
Finding things to do that we could do for free
When we split up she said you don't do enough for me

I am guilty of a dreadful selfish crime
I had robbed myself of all my precious time

Had my first gig here in the neighborhood
We had a little band I thought was good
Hocked my old shotgun bought a used P.A.
We got a quart of rum drank it all that day
When the big gig come we were just to drunk to play

I am guilty of a dreadful selfish crime
I had robbed myself of all my precious time

Sometimes I can't believe those days are gone
Most of my friends back then have moved along
One's in Hollywood one's a millionaire
Some are gone for good some still living here
Me I'm just the same lost in a crowd
Looking for the rain in a thunder cloud
I have moved around but it don't matter though
One thing I have found there are just two ways to go
It all comes down to living fast or dying slow

I am guilty of a dreadful selfish crime
I had robbed myself of all my precious time