Disappointed  Never more  Got so low they had to use  the jaws of life  To yank me up from under the floor  Thrilled to be here  Thank you much  It's strange when nothing gets to taste so satisfying  That you don't mind the rot gut  So me and my sugar we're on a roadtrip  From Bostone to Philly and I don't know maybe St. Louis  Got a patch  From my therapist  Sha's got a heart like a yacht  But she's all screwed up, she's a pugilist  Sorrry Bobby, miss ya Jack  But if I could choose I'd ask to have  Dr. Martin Luther King back  So me and my sugar we're on a roadtrip  From D.C. to Dallas and I don't know maybe Memphis  So when this ship eventually sinks  That'll be alright  Got a friend  In a cracked house  That sits around all day wonderin' who and when  Shot the lights out  But some things won't be explained  Like the cabby that fell asleep in Hoboken  And woke up Shirley MacLaine  So me and my sugar we're on a roadtrip  From Hollywood to the East village and I don't know maybe midland Texas  So when this ship eventually sinks  When this ship finally sinks  When all this shit don't mean a thing  That'll be alright