I remember well the smell of tequila

One bed, one bath, two months with Steph

Drinkin' up the sunrise

Then sleep till eight at night

I had a ten day birthday till Thanksgiving

We burnt the bird and hit the road

Blur in stereo, sonic bookmarks and bad scenes

But not a dull moment, I barely miss living in
Los Angeles

Only took a week to start the warfare

Eccentric neighbors on welfare

The turntable spun to the beat of pounding on the
walls

We'd sink another drink with Billy Idol

Have sloppy sex on the living room floor

A whirlwind of simple pleasure principal

Principles are gone

It's not a dull moment

I barely miss living in that selfish bliss with
Steph

And I always have the past to be warned

And I always knew the last laugh was more

And I can taste the gold ring tarnish in my mouth

And I need a drink to wash it out

It's not a dull moment

I barely miss living in that state of filth

So I cleaned the yard, the yard, the yard

Mow the lawn, scrub the stained rug

So what? It's safe and sound I have found