Here Comes A Regular (Tim)

Well a person can work up,
A mean mean thirst,
After a hard day of nothing much at all.

Summer's passed,
And it's too late,
To cut the grass.

There ain't much to make anyway,
In the fall.

And then sometimes I'm just ain't in the mood,
To take my placing back for hard miles,
You're the picture on the fridge,
When it's not the food,

Used to live at home,
And now I stay in a house.

Everyone wants to be special here,
They call your name out loud and clear.

"Here comes a regular",
They call out your name,
"Here comes a regular",
Am I the only one,
Here today?

Another stake bound,
To another town,
And once the police,
And cages go away.

And even if you're in the arms,
Of someone's baby now,
I took a great whiskey to you,
Anyway.

And everyone wants to be someone's here,
Someone's gonna show up,
Never fear.

Here comes the regular,
No one's to blame,
Now the wearing walls a regular,
Am I the only one,
Who feels the shame?

When it's white light,
On a Saturday night,
It's opportunity knocked once,
On the door slammed shut.

All I know is that I'm sick of everything,
That my money can buy,
Fools wasted his life,
God rest his guts.

If it's right when the flag goes up,
And the wind begins to blow,
Turn your back,
And I'll pay you back,
Last call.

First class leaves the glass,
And then comes the snow,
But there ain't much to take anyway,
In the fall.

-Charlie Snow