"Calmly, like a razor   I got us on the door,"   or "I got a tape of 'Clerks'   Someone left the night before."      So I got over later,   You're sitting in that chair   Smoking on your cigarette   Fingering your hair      So I get drunk and stoned,   Every time you come around.      Twenty-nine and aimless   You bartend down on fourth   Your parents pay insurance   And the Parson's Audit course      Over-schooled and uninspired   A trust fun up your nose   All that wasted talent but, uh   Ain't that how it always goes?      So I get drunk and stonedm   Every time you come around.   Yeah, yeah, yeah      So long Allison Foley   So long, bye-bye      (Come up higher, take a step higher)   Sometimes you understand   The reasons how you went astray   But least of all the answer,   That it hurts to watch you waste away.      So I get drunk and stoned,   Every timed you come around.   Yeah, yeah, yeah.      So long Allison Foley   So long, bye-bye   Yeah, yeah, yeah.