The sun came up with no conclusions   Flowers sleeping in their beds   The city's cemetery's humming   I'm wide awake, it's morning   And I have my drugs, I have my woman   They keep away my loneliness   My parents, they have their religion   But sleep in separate houses      I read the body count out of the paper   And now it's written all over my face   And no one ever plans to sleep out in the gutter   But sometimes that's just the most comfortable place      So I'm drinking, breathing, writing, singing   Everyday I'm on the clock   My mind races with all my longings   But can't keep up with what I got      So I hope I don't sound too ungrateful   What history gave modern men   A telephone to talk to strangers   Machine guns and a camera lens      So when you're asked to fight a war that's over nothing   You know it's best to join the side that's gonna win   And no one's sure how all of this got started   But we're gonna make 'em God damn certain how it's gonna end      Well I could have been a famous singer   If I had someone else's voice   But failures always sounded better   Let's fuck it up, boys, make some noise      The sun came up with no conclusions   Flowers sleeping in their beds   The city's cemetery's humming   I'm wide awake, it's morning