No Shoes in the Coffee Shop (Or Socks) Hot Mulligan

Retrospect is best
I'll buy a camera to record some stuff
All I thought
Is that it could be fun

The question that came next
Is if my memories lead to stark regret
Well then why would I watch

For every crater on the moon
There's an empty beer around the room
Only wanted sleep
Could you show me my options
Nothing left to drink
Holding on so the nausea might subside

So what then
Do nothing for fear I'll remember what I've been
No prodigal son
Maybe an inconvenience
Poison tеnds to taste sweet
Failures tend to think thеy know
What's good for themselves but then I see

For every crater on the moon
There's an empty beer around the room
Only wanted sleep
Could you show me my options
Nothing left to drink
Holding on till the nausea breaks