I started missing the days
Where as soon as I'd wake
I'd make a cocktail
I'd spend the time that you took
Giving me dirty looks
With my cocktail
And just like every love affair
On the fault in my armor shows
On a border shop full of hope
And I'd get a little green
I could be dancing on one leg
And enjoying the masquerade
Well I'm not making any lemonade
But I got lemons if you need
In my meandering way
I'd sing a serenade and sip a cocktail
My very own world view I'd tell the people I knew
Through a cocktail
Who can you turn to
When the world is bleeding you dry
May I now turn you loose
And watch you wither in the day light?
Sometimes I feel like a corpse
With a lifetime subscription
Just a strange proposition
Oh, the thankless sacrifice
Now how is every day the same
In a variety of places?
All the dull and empty spaces
In the middle of a crowd
I could be slipping off the wing of a dove
Or tied up onto the train tracks
But either way I ain't coming back
The only way out is down
Yeah, the only way out, my friend
Is falling down
Cocktail was written by John Joseph McCauley III.