Your lips say one thing
But the [bad word] they think another
How can I massage
This inter-galactic ulcer? 

Goodbye sober day 

Hello milky way... 

Pin my ear to the wisdom post
Hang me up and drain me dry
Mend my shipwrecked spirit
Lift the veil from my eyes 

Goodbye sober day
The years grew wings and flew away 

Ghosts of the past [bad word] barbarians
Of the future...
And I still pity you
Because what you said was [bad word] 

Goodbye sober day
Hello milky way... 

May your sun be blown out just like a candle
May your sea burn like tar
May your sky be rolled up like a scroll
May your blue moon drip with blood 

What would they say
If you went up in smoke?
If I dug you up
And made soup of your bones? 

Goodbye sober day