Allison Foley

"Calmly, like a razor
I got us on the door,"
Or "I got a tape of 'Clerks'
Someone left the night before."

So I got over later
You're sitting in that chair
Smoking on your cigarette
Fingering your hair

So I get drunk and stoned
Every time you come around

Twenty-nine and aimless
You bartend down on fourth
Your parents pay insurance
And the Parson's Audit course

Over-schooled and uninspired
A trust fun up your nose
All that wasted talent but, uh
Ain't that how it always goes?

So I get drunk and stonedm
Every time you come around
Yeah, yeah, yeah

So long Allison Foley
So long, bye-bye

(Come up higher, take a step higher)
Sometimes you understand
The reasons how you went astray
But least of all the answer
That it hurts to watch you waste away

So I get drunk and stoned
Every timed you come around
Yeah, yeah, yeah

So long Allison Foley
So long, bye-bye
Yeah, yeah, yeah