I get the sense I'm gonna die in this town
Not the sense I'm gonna stay here,
The sense it's gonna kill me soon.
If I stay any longer I really can't promise you
It's just I've had a few too many close calls
A few that I could have avoided
And a few that I would argue weren't my fault.
It happens every month or so.
And I wanna live to feel regret
For all the things I could have done but that
Haven't happened yet
I wanna feel a mid-life crisis
Past the age of 26
I wanna know what it feels like
To know whether I wanna have a kid.
But I'm not so sure I could do it.
If I chose to stick around
It's just there's something sort of scary 'bout this town.
Oooooo - oooooo - oooooooo
There's something murking in the water here I swear
How else could you explain everyone's trepidation?
We wait until we sense a last breath
And I wish someone had told me this before
I wish that I had known when I was younger
That I'd spend so much time
Regretting the things I never did
So here's to you, I resent the fact
That I had to get drunk just to say it
Here's to all I never had
Here's to all my long lost friends
Oooooo - oooooo - ooooooo
from Two Jar Grind,
released June 24, 2016
Lyrics written by James Brown