the world is dying, but I'm not crying
I won't think about it, won't think about it again
I'm all alone now, nobody here now
and this solitude is ringing through my head

can't [bad word] close to getting the guts tonight
to face this one alone when I think about last night
blacked out [bad word] and still feeling lonely
it's all kind of blurry [bad word] up and tense like this town

the world is dying but I'm not crying
I won't think about it, won't think about it again
time slows to stalling, feels like I'm falling
this solitude's ringing through my head

well I can't hear it, I can't hear it, I can't hear it, I can't hear it
the silence drowned out by Wilson Pickett
yeah I can't hear it, I can't hear it, I can't hear it, I can't hear it
the silence drowned out by, "HE'S [bad word] "

contemplate my sanity to soul dance number three
by "Build for Speed" I start to feel okay
think I'll pull myself away
have another drink today
it's whiskey and records again