They're pickin' up pieces of me while they're pickin' up pieces of you   In a bag you will be before the day is over   Were you looking for somewhere to be or looking for someone to do?   Stupid me to believe that I could trust in stupid you      And on the back of my hand   Were directions I could understand   Now that old buzzard Johnny Walker   Has gone and ruined all our plans, our best made plans      Don't leave me here to cast through time without a map or road sign   Don't leave me here my guiding light   'Cause I, I wouldn't know where to begin, I asked the kings of medicine      They're pickin' up pieces of me while they're pickin' up pieces of you   Lying on ice you will be before the day is over   It's a case in point baby that you never thought it through   Stupid me to believe that I could depend on stupid you      And on the tip of my tongue   Were words that always came out all wrong   'Cause they were drowned in the southern comfort   Left to dry out in the sun, the noon day sun      Don't leave me here to cast through time without a map or road sign   Don't leave me here my guiding light   'Cause I, I, wouldn't know where to begin, I asked the kings of medicine   But it seems that they've lost their powers, now all I'm left with is the hour      Don't leave me here to cast through time without a map or road sign   Don't leave me here my guiding light   'Cause I, I, wouldn't know where to begin, I asked the kings of medicine   But it seems that they've lost their powers, now all I'm left with is the hour      Don't leave me here, don't leave me here, oh no   I wouldn't know where to begin