Many's the time I've been thinking about changing my ways   But when it gets right down to it it's the same drunken haze   I'm serving a sentence to write life's sentences   It's only when I'm out of it I make sense of this      Just for the record I'm gonna put it down, down   Just for the record I'm gonna change my life around      Just a revolutionary with a pseudonym   Just a bar-room dancer on my final fling   Just another writer paying off my dues   Just finding inspiration, well that's my excuse      Just for the record I'm gonna put it down, down   Just for the record I'm gonna change my life around   Just another empty gesture with an empty glass   Just another comic actor behind a tragic mask,      But I've got no discipline, got no self control   Just a little less painful here when my back's against the wall      It's too late, I found, it's too far, I'm in two minds   Both of them are out of it at the bar      When you say I got a problem that's a certainty   But I can put it all right down to eccentricity   It's just for the record it's just a passing phase   Just for the record I can stop any day