I'm not alone I've got the best friends a guy could ask for this late in his 20's Who's been pissing the decade away with wandering eyes I've got to admit, there's a f**ed up parade in my head That won't quit of people I love marching the streets They're murdering drums and they're keeping the beat [Chorus] And I don't know where to jump in line Rhythm was never a strong point of mine (x2) I'm not alone And on the eve of my best friend's wedding I quietly get drunk Turn 30 in the blink of an eye I'm still learning things and breaking some laws I still write and sing these songs with their flaws Here's to the groom who'd most likely be dead If the bride hadn't shown up and unf**ed his head [Chorus]