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Tekster: The Uninvited. Down In Flames.

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, that?s 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,
"It?s better to burn out than to fade away?"

When I go down, I?m going down in flames