Blasting holes in empty bottles
And I’m reading Aristotle
And I’m wondering what the hell have I just read
The foxes they are screaming
Oh it must be the season
It sounds just like your mother when she’s crying
When she heard the news
That he was gone too soon
Never coming back
Let’s head out to the pictures
Maybe you can bring your sister
She kissed me once, in the back of a minivan
But secretly I’m feeling
That happiness is leaving
And I’ll see you again every once in a little while
I’ll see you soon
I don’t watch the news
‘Cos it makes me sad
Laugh until the end
And I’ll meet you at the bottom oh, my friend
Laugh until the end
And I’ll meet you at the bottom oh, my friend
We were hopelessly undressing
When I started my confessing
A love for her that was old as it was raw
‘Twas Northwards we were heading
And I’ll see you at the wedding
And we’ll watch the battle of heels over cobble stones
I’ve got some news
I’m going soon
And I won’t come back
Laugh until the end
And I’ll meet you at the bottom oh, my friend
Laugh until the end
And I’ll meet you at the bottom oh, my friend
