The First To Come And The Last

I'm Losing Touch With Reality And I'm Almost Out Of Blow. It's Such A Fine Line, I Hate To See It Go. Cocaine, Runnin' All 'round My Brain.

Looking Out At The Road Rushing Under My Wheels. Looking Back At The Years Gone By Like So Many Summer Fields.

I'm Glad That The Bush Years Are Behind Us

I'm Not Sure What I'm Trying To Say, It Could Be That I've Lost My Way.

I'm Gonna Be A Happy Idiot And Struggle For The Legal Tender. Where The Ads Take Aim And Lay Their Claim To The Heart And The Soul Of The Spender. And Believe In Whatever May Lie In Those Things That Money Can Buy, Though True Love Could Have Been A Contender.