Byegone

Day dead bye-gone Laying near the lights Of the knights of the northern lodges There's a border road No one slip slides or stoppin' And the neighborly, sleepin' in a coffin With enough keif You could really bore someone Took a rat trap out to the Ache Inn We were drinkin' all the ways to down Door was wide open You know what were sayin' 'bout us now He's a legend, I'm a legend And we both go trippin' through the door Well, you know that we are northern now I heard you promise me At the north end of monogamy Cut there from filament lead Somewhere I heard you scream For others' hearts and in the limiest of lights Hold the keys to a Cuban flight that you won't ever ride It's time to up and die Set sail! Set sail! Set sail! Set sail! Hon, you plenty competent So why aren't you confident? It's softenin' to be softenin' Then why are you so constant then? Are we goin' on a coat ride? Well, we're off and definitely stumblin' Tossin' off your compliments, wow Sexing all your Parliaments