GETTING TIGHT

buy me a beer
and I'll tell you a story
it might even be true

buy me a beer
because I'm leaving Las Vegas
and asking for a head start

meet me at the bar
because I can't go home
until the ghosts go to bed

meet me at the bar
and I'll promise not to kill anybody
I have enough ghosts already

the crying and the screaming
it gets to be so loud
too much, too much
please, slow down
please, bring it down
please, raise me up
before I drown
I'm sinking in the screaming
turn from crying to dreaming

how else can I get to sleep?

I know I can't depend on the drugs
I know I can't ignore the ghosts
I know I can't avoid the truth

but everything is fine
I insist
because I am a good liar

I have no secrets
no secret admirerers
no secret identity
no secret doctrine
no secret agenda

you knew this was coming
how could I conceal it
I'm far too honest when I've been drinking
so buy me a beer
and I'll tell you all about it

- S. Marvin Tuomala, 2005