Look Ma! No Fans! -or- Do You Want Fries With These Songs? Lyrics - Singles - The Falcon

It's the comedy of tragedy that keeps me hanging on 

Did you think i didn't see you roll your eyes at that last song? 

We've all got better things to do 

I'm just a target for you 'boos' 

The booze and pills just kill the shakes and softens up the news. 

When i die i'm not gonna regret this 

See, i'd do it, girl, i'd do it all the same 

Getting old on these roads, so far away from home 

Sweating out my drunk so you can call me names. 

When it ends we'll just head down to our barstools 

And drink away these rotten memories 

We were so fat, dumb, and grumpy, so tired, broke, and sick 

But looking back it still seems great to me. 

So drink that 40oz in the back room of this legion hall 

Or smoke that joint out back in the parking lot 

While my Taco Bell is shooting right on through me 

And my head and neck are filling up with snot. 

'cause when i die i'm not gonna regret this 

See, i'd do it, girl, i'd do it all the same 

Getting old on these roads, so far away from home 

Sweating out my drunk so you can call me lame. 

Hey kids, we'll be back in a month 

See all of you back here once again 

Because this is the life we've chosen for ourselves 

Here's to the apathetics, punishers and friends.