Too Drunk To Care

Too Drunk To Care
Too drunk to care, too tired to carry on
Too much is still too much, until it's finally gone
That time has passed it's clear our time has gone
Too many articles have slipped off of my tongue
I could tell you something 'bout those protozoan days
When the sad-eyed clowns got in the way
Too debonair, too decked out for the prom
Too much is still too much to waste it on the young
Our time has passed it's clear that time has gone
Too many particles have staggered to the dawn
I could tell you something 'bout those hacienda days
When the slack-jawed dogs got in the way