I sit down to write
and with  all my might,

I cost a deal ....
it's being fed to me
piecemeal .....

You crank it,
let's see if it does fit

And all the while,
I sit back and
I do smile

But when it
comes 'round again

You can hack a tree
bring 'em home to the plane

It all comes down to
the fact that we blew,

we'll always think
that we were  in style

Yes , just a wink
and a smile....

Hold off, hold off,
we can't do this for ever.

I'm blind, I'm blind..
you tell me of some other
way to unwind.