Billy wasn't sober He got pulled over in china town Liquor on his breath Stuffs a pistol in the cushion Rolls the window down Oh well, his heart it races like hundred yard dash Stone cold on his face He's been since then been reluctant on his way Billy was a sober He was hungover It was 10 am Another day of work Clutching the pillow like his only friend He's past his prime He a damn sore Steadfast in his ways Wasted life [?] But he still has cards to play He hope's the day will swing his way to avalon He's not all the way down This feeling is a getting older The chip on his shoulders getting heavier Weight of the world Spins and obscures into oblivion This ain't living as we rather die [?] There must be another way Under his breath he says Things got to change He hope's the day will swing his way to avalon He's not all the way down He hope's the day will swing his way to avalon He's not all the way down Searching but got no soul Wishing he could flip a switch Turn his life around and face the fact That life's a b**h He hope's the day will swing his way to avalon He's not all the way down He hope's the day will swing his way to avalon He's not all the way down He hope's the day will swing his way to avalon He's not all the way down