Verse I slow down, Purple Avenues, to march around in April's shoes Weather vanes remind of the summetimes that I've left behind The money's gone for auld lang syne I spent on Eastern Standard Time What ever happened to my role? September fell right through the hole All I've got is empty po-ckets now Why does August try so hard to hoist me on my own petard? I've learned one thing from losing her (alt: how we were) That an ounce of prevention's worth a pound of cure The shadows fall, I cannot thread the tenor of the things you said All that's left is flesh and bone The lights are on but no one's home All I've got is empty pockets now I spill myself another drink I count the whiskers in the sink The orchestra is blind But I've never been the worrying kind Subsequently and furthermore I'll sleep right here on the draining board I'll never be paroled I like to drink 'em while they're cold All I've got is empty pockets now
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