Album: Artificial Hip
There's a half-empty beer on the TV set
A fellow victim of sad neglect
It's warm and flat, smells like I don't know what
and floating on top's an old cigarette butt
This half-empty beer is kinda like my life
Old and tasteless, pisses off the wife
So I pick it up and I throw it away
It disappears without nothing to say
I ain't going out like that
No, I ain't gonna go out like that
When I go down I'm going down in flames
Like a falling star, like a crashing plane
When I go down I'm going down in flames
Like Captain Kirk saving the world again
I'm going down in flames
There's a roach in the ashtray shriveled and brown
Not much left since its gone around
My buddy Bill puts it in a clip
A little puff of smoke, man, that¹s about it
I ain't going out like that
No, I ain't gonna go out like that
Maybe it's okay just to make it through another day
But didn't Neil Young once say,
"It¹s better to burn out than to fade away?"
When I go down, I¹m going down in flames