The beat making my Diesels sweat This is beyond my usual scene Usually I can’t dance without regret Needing a lot more alcohol & caffeine
Glow sticks & the whole lot to lampoon I can’t live life with digitized crap Moving my body like an analog buffoon I need to find a pretty lady to sit upon my lap
I spy one in my dizzied & frazzled state I could definitely make her my new habit She’s smiling at my attempt to communicate My God, I see curves like Jessica Rabbit
I shake my head allowing reality to seep Good fortune has shined down in this nightlife culture I straighten my clothes; thinking ‘don’t be a creep’ & I flash the Cheshire grin of a hungry vulture
On the shores of Ol’ Patagonia While the citizens did sleep Youthful fear of affection Yet into the woods, they silently creep
Don’t let on how you feel For you might get what you want The pain of admitting you care & perchance it might forever haunt
The burden of carrying embarrassment & possibly feeling regret this long Thy youth’s clear true love But hindsight tells me I was wrong
For I wasn’t brave enough to trust Too busy being incorrect by name Fear welling into my soul But I loved her all the same
It’s not fair to bring up old times Immaturity & self-reject are not a virtue I don’t deserve her thoughts nor sentiments In the end, never good enough for you
Still thinking of what might’ve been Or an excuse to freshly misbehave Angst & teenaged awkwardness Take a shot & take it all to my grave
Only loyal to the dead Keeping faith with those gone before Thoughts hard to shake loose My left foot dragging on the floor What did I drink last night Her voice pounding in my head Regret fills me from within I know I should have drank water instead
This is it
The end of where I care
You won’t make me cower
I won’t return there
I’m going to dance out loud
I’m going to rock that kazoo
You can’t make me regret
I’ll shake my tush like Baloo