I went down to see an old friend I had been told He'd used his crapper like some sort of launch pad Left it yawning at the big unknown While he'd folded on the tiles Like I'd folded somewhere Sometime so long ago He'd left me with the task of saying "That's him there but where now I do not care to know." The doc said they'd found pills by his bed His liver had bled That's where they took the coat hanger From around his neck This weren't no accident So I said "doc we'll get this straight right now I give as much of a f** about all of that now As he does laying here naked, digging you As you yap about how." And he turned from my friend Looked me from head to toe I said "I'm fine and I don't need a check up I'm going home." He said "I ain't a doctor man I am the coroner, and you can leave anytime you wish." While he regarded me quite prematurely Like he'd done so many stiffs And I walked away and I felt OK But that kinda made me think I got to walking the streets I'd played in as a boy I hit a bar to get me some drinks And they bought me drinks But all their good will left them tasting like Chasers for my life That's when I realised that I was so alone I felt like I might die How we meant to make the rent When we all live alone? It's like my old lady says “I can't stand it when you get home.” And I'm saying Lord, my eyes I get so tired sometimes I could sleep forever And I said Lord my eyes You make me so tired sometimes I could sleep forever