Life And Death Of a Band

I’m drunk on this plane
Or swerve in the lane
Or fucking a whore

Same difference to me
With the same casualties
The same nagging bore

You’re all on your own
Drunk and alone

A band with big plans
A lawyer shaking your hands
Dont worry your secret is safe with me

Stop all the press
Your shit is the scene
Ah baby we’ve heard it all before

Sit on your throne
Drunk and alone

Its you
The problem
Its you
The solution