Covered in dirt and filmy dust I would find a towel that smelled of Wet mildew and wipe off my teeth pastings I would get a glass of water And sit on the porch that overlooks A quiet street that reeks of crack and poverty Oooh Ahhh I watched as a cigarette Dropped down on your limp wrist Falling onto all the work You wrote when you couldn't sleep Burning all the words that hurt Out of your troubled mind When all that anybody wanted was for you to get some rest Oooh Ahhh Oooh Ahhh You're already drunk, its 10: 00 AM I predict its imminent You're already drunk, its 10: 00 AM I predict its imminent Oooh Ahhh Oooh Ahhh You're already drunk, its 10: 00 AM I predict its imminent You're already drunk, its 10: 00 AM I predict its imminent You're already drunk, its 10: 00 AM I predict its imminent You're already drunk, its 10: 00 o'clock in the fucking morning