Best Wishes to Your Black Lungs

By this time tomorrow

You'll be out on the streets of Chicago

Walking all the way home from commuter trains

By this time tomorrow

You'll be back home in Chicago

At the bars until they close

Back at the places that you've known and

It'l be skylines and rooftops

And it's gunna be crowded tourist stops

So it's goodbye

To your brand new life

So it's good luck

Best wishes to your black lung

By this time tomorrow

You'll be walking home thru Chicago

Past the nine to five crowds and underneath

Those unused fire escapes

By this time tomorrow

You'll be at the bars in Chicago

Back with people that you know

Going places you used to go

It's gunna be skyline and rooftops

And it's gunna be crowded tourist stops

So it's goodbye

To your brand new life

So it's good luck

Best wishes to your black lung

So when you're leaving the party just to beat the crowd

Just make sure that you're the first one out