You can sing about how whiskey never did you right

You can sing about the woman who left you in the night

You can sing about the pay you thought you should have earned

You can sing about the life you felt that you deserved

You can sing about how the government wants to take away your rights

You can sing about the best laid schemes of men and mice

You can sing about how drugs have have taken all your fun

You can sing about how mother nature’s on the run

You can sing about how when a bell rings an angel gets her wings

You can sing about how this life don’t mean anything

You can sing about the difficult losses you still mourn

You can sing about how you wish you were never born

You can sing about lost highways and lonely winter nights

You can sing about bright mornings where you couldn’t bear the sight

You can sing about how a witch has cursed your life

You can sing about the horror of the looming endless night

You can sing about the decay of the culture where you live

You can sing about how you’ve got nothing left to give

You can sing about your broken heart and existential dread

But there’s something much worse than all these things I’ve said

Imagine you’re on the river day seven of your trip

You no longer feel life has you turning on a spit

You’ve found the will to live and your spirit’s soaring high

Then you sit under the stars and watch your last hotdog…fall into the fire

Then you’ll be singing about how whiskey never did you right

You’ll sing about the woman who left you in the night

Be singing about the pay you thought you should have earned

You’ll be singing about the life you felt that you deserved

Singing about how the government wants to take away your rights

You’ll be singing about the best laid schemes of men and mice

You’ll be singing about how drugs have taken all your fun

And singing about how mother nature’s on the run