What i try to do is find the right word These days i need to look back a bit My muse is the beauty of the world I don't get much from the lack of it You talk to people and they don't even reply People are losing it, believe me It's a fact, it's here, it's hard to deny Things ain't what they used to be I get tired quickly when i smoke pot I'm not too smart and i'm not too cute It's a pity but more often than not My skin starts to feel like e a wet suit We're talkng about a whole world going wrong You don't discuss that over decaf tea We have to be decadent, we have to be strong But please, no more whiskey sour for me Today's bartenders don't want to hear your story They don't smoke, they're on the phone They won't give you water, if you don't give them money If you're not online, you're really all alone I went to the bathroom to wash my face But i didn't feel like any of their drinks He told me to leave, he said "get out of this place" I said, "that's not how you speak to Stanley Brinks"