Whiskey and tobacco
Melancholia and black lungs
A tree that's hooked on needles
And some songs that ain't been sung
The full moon and a sunrise
Do stand to cast a golden light
Upon the failing figure
Of Anna Bell in love and life
And all the actions we've been takin'
All the moves that we've been makin'
All the feats that we've goldplated
In loving you today
Oceans, seas, and lakes and rivers
Strewn in nature's defecation
I hope the man who swims in each one
Is on political vacation
Full moon and a sunrise
You wake up feelin' only sad
And now I've got three memories
And all of them are bad
All the words that we have spoken
All the drunk collected tokens
All these people who are chokin'
Holding me at bay
Hooray