Walking Scott Street feeling like a stranger With an open heart, open container I've got a stack of mail and a tall can It's a shower beer, it's a payment plan There's helicopters over my head Oh, every night when I go to bed I'm spending money, and I earned it But when I'm lonely that's when I'll burn it Do you feel ashamed? When you hear my name ♪ I asked you, "How is your sister? I heard she got her degree" I said, "That makes me feel old" And you said, "What does that make me?" I asked you, "How is playing drums?" Said, "It's too much shit to carry" "And what about the band?" You said, "They're all having babies" Do you feel ashamed? When you hear my name ♪ Anyway, don't be a stranger Anyway, don't be a stranger Don't be a stranger