chorus:   i miss my drinking days   those were the good old days   when we were young and reckless in our ways      well walking into the sun   walking into the sun   we didn't know how soon that ledge would come      well all you preachers gather round   and raise your hands   tell me who'll be the first to meet your demands      you can philosophise all you want   'bout the end of time   all i knows while i'm stuck here,   i'm getting mine      well oh   you know the past can really drag a good thing down   oh   you know if it didn't kill you then   well baby    how's it gonna kill you now?            well i was laid our on the floor   laid out on the floor   well you came to me   you know took some more      well all you gamblers gather around   and place your bets   tell me who'll be the first one   to drop off next   well i guess it's just a game of chance when you bite the hand that feeds   if you're gonna praise angels you best ???>>>>???      well oh   you know the past can really drag a good thing down   oh   you know if it didnt kill you then   well baby    hows its gonna kill you now