Will anyone be there
by your side
when your chickens come home
to roost
when the shit's run its course
through the goose
and he's too crapped out
to squawk the name
of some supplemental insurance company
You think you've got her locked in
you think you've got him locked in
and you think sure--they'll be there
but there's a lot more piss
gonna run under the bridge
before you've crossed it for the final time
So I will ask again
will anyone be there
by your side
when the front desk has just rung
to say it's check-out time
Such a lugubrious thought
that you may just have
to go it alone
one more time
burned all your bridges
most in the heat of the moment
yes, you could say them kids
are "estranged"
but it's all about pride
and holding that grudge
and not giving in
cuz that's who you are
and they followed your lead,
now didn't they?
More important to be right..
GODDAMN RIGHT!
So what that you couldn't
trust anybody in the end
and just when you look
for a friend
everyone's indisposed
I suppose
that's the way it goes
and you quit attending funerals
with the pissing and moaning
and gnashing of teeth
cuz instinctively you knew
no one's gonna do that for you
And now here comes your parade
with its motley little band
but sure would be nice
to have someone to hold onto
who isn't a hired hand
