Carry Me Home

It's that Handsome Tramp, I weave a spangled dance As I sift through the wreckage of the aftermath I woke up to an abandoned camp, a bunch of random bams And thought 'I'll just have to disband the band' When will I, will I be sober? I can't answer that I'm at an all time low I hate being a wide-o And people think seem I'm always taking the Michael I've no idea where my time goes and I'm in no hurry to find out I need some time out. Up for too long to climb down 'Cause right now the band are calling me Davie Winehouse The Comatose Kid Pass me over some shit that I can overdose with I'm already half cut hoping no-one's noticed Salvation held in my enclosed fist to avoid thoughts I won't be left alone with Carry me home I descend into the scotch mist Fueled on cough syrup, I'm a machine with no off switch But let those who cast the first stone be innocent Ma sentence is this endless loop that I'm imprisoned in I'm Sysiphus, the bottle is my boulder Another drink with the devil walking on my shoulder I'm an unsteadily disassembling man Through each raised glass with ma trembling hands Making deep friends That fade after the weekend Exposed and worthless; a broken circuit Fractured, damaged goods with no master plan Trying to heal the break with this plastered cast Living a triple life of work, band and my wife Plus I sit at night with a pen, a pad and I write Going insane, I draw an escape, a door on a page As I'm going away one thought explodes in my brain Carry me home Brain cells fade like an unfinished symphony I find that head injuries make the best similies I'm fast diminishing my anonymity Through random infamy, nimbly I deconstruct the mimickery The thinly veiled self-loathing I assimilate Means my most vociferous supporter's got it in for me And all that equates to a loud mouth drunk Less classy than Class A. The last flashing synapse fades Amid the mashed state of a trashed brain Which translates to last place in this rat race The grey matter heats up as I try and think Aches at the back of my skull til I'm supplied with drink I got ma carry out, had a lock in Now I'm being carried out. Please somebody stop this (I can't breathe. I can't fucking breathe) Carry Me Home