Lyrics The Mighty Mighty Bosstones

The Mighty Mighty Bosstones

I'll Drink to That

Standing stiff on a cliff, and I'm not gonna leap.

Checked out the water, but it's much too deep.

No going back, no turning around.

I'll stay here and wait.

God, I hope that I'm found.

My thoughts were in knots, I couldn't get to sleep.

Went up to the attic to see what to keep.

Threw out the useless and now it's bone-dry.

But I still couldn't die, couldn't figure out why.

The place is packed, I needed that.

A bottle cracked, I'm glad for that.

A good night's rest, forget about that.

I feel alive in this dive, so I'll drink to that.

The attic was empty and my eyes were shut.

I had to do something but I didn't know what.

The darkness was nice but it wasn't enough.

The clock wasn't stopping so I had to get tough.

The place is packed, I needed that.

A bottle cracked, I'm glad for that.

A good night's rest, forget about that.

I feel alive in this dive so I'll drink to that.

Got up and out,

And found out it was raining.

The car lived then died, but I wasn't complaining.

Hell bent for action, some had to be out there.

I walked then I ran, hoping something was somewhere.

Fefore too long, it didn't take long,

This place came along and I ended up here.

The place is packed, I needed that.

A bottle cracked, I'm glad for that.

A good night's rest, forget about that.

I feel alive in this dive so I'll drink to that.