This is not a beer commercial m no untouchable convention
You know just as well I wish to God it were
Let you deep inside my rainbow-fronted technicolour secret
If you ever catch me drinking I'm a weeper
I'm so..so much happier now
Cause I live near a beer store and I have a girlfriend
Next door to me there is a boy named Robert
He calls after me but I don't have the time to be his friend
On the wall there is a clock
It says 25 to 4 , it hasn't moved in oh say fifty years or more
So I sit inside this sunken pit like I expect a big A-Bomb to
Burn the skin from everyone but me
But really it's just cabin fever, sun starvation sure to drive me
Mad but I've got nowhere else to go