I remember well the smell of tequila One bed, one bath, two months with Steph Drinkin' up the sunrise Then sleep till eight at night I had a ten day birthday till Thanksgiving We burnt the bird and hit the road Blur in stereo, sonic bookmarks and bad scenes But not a dull moment, I barely miss living in Los Angeles Only took a week to start the warfare Eccentric neighbors on welfare The turntable spun to the beat of pounding on the walls We'd sink another drink with Billy Idol Have sloppy s** on the living room floor A whirlwind of simple pleasure principal Principles are gone It's not a dull moment I barely miss living in that selfish bliss with Steph And I always have the past to be warned And I always knew the last laugh was more And I can taste the gold ring tarnish in my mouth And I need a drink to wash it out It's not a dull moment I barely miss living in that state of filth So I cleaned the yard, the yard, the yard Mow the lawn, scrub the stained rug So what? It's safe and sound I have found