Arm, like a gun, said "I'm worried 'bout the next world I've forgot how to live in this one" Mouth full of war never shuts up There's no glory Dressed in anything less than a fifth I'm gonna get high as a Georgia pine I bought a drink for a guy who Never knew death sat heavy on his nose It's depressing, there's no magic Men die and never know Don't you wish you've led the golden life Don't you wish you've seen everything Found your life to be a lonely walk Don't you wish you've done something else When I open my eyes I'm alone in a room on fire Where's my gun, where's my gun Where's the scent of sweet Georgia pine There's no lie worth believing Last call Last bliss Last pass Last regret Don't you wish Last fight Don't you wish Last kiss Don't you wish So gone Lights out I heard a glass-eyed yell for another "...and one for my sober regrets." It's contagious All this movement Men die and never know I'm gonna get high as a Georgia pine And unthink everything I've learned