Tom Flannery - Drinking with Nick Drake lyrics

Drinking with Nick Drake is such a chore He's always got to sit closest to the door And when it comes that it's his round Empty pockets staring at the ground Drinking with Nick Drake it ain't much fun He yells if the shades don't hide the sun He says "if you want me to sing for you Look the other way is what you gotta do" I know he's a genius and all that stuff But I think enough is enough Tired of dragging his limey a** around With the same ghouls stepping in the same ground Drinking with Nick Drake I do it still I said I'd stop but I never will Never sure what he's going on about But maybe someday he'll scream and shout "you want a piece of me here I am I'll take you all at once I don't give a damn. I'm 6 foot 3 and handsome as well Ain't no place for me this hell" Oh Nicky boy be glad you're dead Alive and they'd ignore you instead Say "there's a guy we don't understand To hell with him lets go see a band.. A real rock and roll band like Jethro Tull or something.." Drinking with Nick Drake I do it still I said I'd stop but I never will Hit the road in his bug and then we pray To chase that black eyed dog away