Jonny, whiskey bring me more bottles
Hustle, whiners, they all fall down
Itchy feelings brought me no choices
Tiny couches they all burned down
Upward, downfall, whats the point of that?
All tomorrow’s yelling in my head
Warning voices told me to keep going on
Steady, ready, you know who lasts
Upward, downfall, whats the point of that?
Gentle breezes dawning on my land
All tomorrow’s yelling in my head
Stand beside me, anything is possible
Leafs come and go
The changing is wonderful
One by one they all carry
the truth for the young