I'm flying off the handle again    I tried to keep in touch but my grip has loosened    the saints need a second look    I'm at the boreal banquet keeping warm boozin''    derailed I need help    god save the queen I fucked up the ant trail    derailed I've been nailed    keep falling off the cross the crucifixion failed    I'm stepping all over my friends    I tried to dodge the bullet, but I'm a needy person    I need to get back on track    the pub's stoop pillpusher gave me pills to stop pushin'    derailed I need ale    to numb the pain and relax in hell    derailed I wanna kill    at the embarcadero on the third rail    derailer died for our sins, or was it just    another drinking binge    I'm in a different kind of tension    not to be discussed by professional theory    it's been going on for quite some time    derailer gets by there's no need to worry