1. Thursday, August 27, 2009

    i know im lucky 

    its why i drink

    because if i was sober all the time id think things like

    why am i the one who gets to go to all these great shows
    and drink with these hot chicks
    and work at these cool places
    and eat these great foods
    and puke up these exotic cocktails
    and get locked up by these unforgiving cops
    and bailed out by these strange strangers
    and represented by these expensive suits
    and tried by these foolish prosecutors
    and hung by these very sweet jurors
    and scolded by these backwards judges
    and driven home by these speeding limos
    and tucked in by these naughty nurses
    and woken up by these clicky clear heels
    and left alone by these heartless heartbreakers
    who only leave a drop of orange juice
    which i drink like a parched man in the desert
    and dream of canada as i drift back asleep

    cuz what i really wanna do is direct.