I've got these scars that I'm hiding from Times that I should of died and A drink to remember them all But it's the ones I've inflicted That keep me addicted And keep you admitted... this fall So don't expect this to let up Now get set up for the setup Just put up or shut up or don't call Sister, I've seen things this summer that Some wsay should stay safely stashed away And brother, you better bring a baseball bat or better Because broken bones and black eyes Are a safe bet. So just once, let's do something different Yeah, if its not too much Just once, let's do something different Yeah, if it's not too... if it's not too much Conflicted turn signals were dead A bold, bright beacon blinking red The answer that's been written since day one The ride ruined in the recoil Tipped and entrenched in the topsoil And an impulse still searching for the gun Faster feet flat to the floor mat The tank topped up with the top back Brake lights blotted out by the sun Sister, I've seen things this summer that Some say should stay safely stashed away And brother, you better bring a baseball bat or better Because broken bones and black eyes Are a safe bet. I suffered through my potential, and didn't come back with anything substantial I'm sorry, but I need saving... this horror, the perfect ending... (JUST ONCE) So just once, let's do something different, yea if it's not too much Just once, let's do something different, yea if it's not too...if it's not too much