Arm, like a gun, said "I'm worried 'bout the next world   I've forgot how to live in this one"      Mouth full of war never shuts up   There's no glory   Dressed in anything less than a fifth      I'm gonna get high as a Georgia pine      I bought a drink for a guy who   Never knew death sat heavy on his nose   It's depressing, there's no magic   Men die and never know      Don't you wish you've led the golden life   Don't you wish you've seen everything   Found your life to be a lonely walk   Don't you wish you've done something else      When I open my eyes   I'm alone in a room on fire   Where's my gun, where's my gun   Where's the scent of sweet Georgia pine      There's no lie worth believing      Last call   Last bliss   Last pass   Last regret   Don't you wish   Last fight   Don't you wish   Last kiss   Don't you wish   So gone   Lights out      I heard a glass-eyed yell for another   "...and one for my sober regrets."   It's contagious   All this movement   Men die and never know      I'm gonna get high as a Georgia pine   And unthink everything I've learned