I can still see the moon on the night we met   It was shining like the grin of a fool   You got into the van, drew all over the roof   I don't know why, but I thought it was cool      You were all Doc Martens and Clove cigarettes   Black Beauties and Blue Label beer   And though I licked every one I finally lost count   Of all the holes pierced round your right ear      All of the nights spent in harmless crime   When will I have a better time?      The whine of youth, bitter roar   The whine of youth, hear me snore...      Ten years later standing in Cozumel   Left foot on a poisonous fish   You almost died and your mouth turned blue   All I thought of was your lipstick      A lifetime gone and my only art left   Is Vicodin and PS2      I think now and then what might have been   Bald, broke and morally screwed      Those were the days, God, we kicked some ass   You punkass kids get off my grass