walk with me, will you
at least until both of us die
along the path to destruction
is where the good jokes all lie

don't let a little fight corrupt
what little humor there's left
top-shelf liquor awaits inevitable theft
much like i wait to answer a simple question

may i before that put forth a suggestion
that there's no reason left to drown
the water's shallow, and so is your frown
and this itself is a good joke to me

hell, baby, tomorrow's today is a memory
and if we drink enough liquor
even that, it won't be