The Dropouts

(专辑： Twelfth - 2020)

Dropouts paid in alcohol
Late-night longshots at the bar
Waiting and waiting and waiting on a phone call
My one true love is this cheap guitar

Everybody flying in a harmony rocket
Everybody's sleeping on a hardwood floor
You got two two-dollar bills in your pocket
You've got no idea when you'll get more

But that's alright
It's going down, down, down
We got nothing
But nothin's good enough for the dropouts

Buildings made of bricks and mortar
Mockingbirds up in the sky
Man I hated going to high school
All I wanted was to learn how to fly

But that's alright
Turns out you don't need wings
When you've got whiskey
And guitar strings
About midnight
We gon' get real loud
We got nothing, but
Nothin's good enough for the dropouts

In a parallel universe, everybody's wasted
In another life where we all live
In the straight world, everybody thinks we've lost it
Oh, but we all see what a joke it is

I know you
Even if I don't know your name
The real world
Can't be really lame
You gotta make your own sunshine
When you're underground
We got nothing, but
Nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing
Nothin's good enough for the dropouts

We're the dropouts
We're the dropouts
We're the dropouts
Aw, yeah