Pour Decisions

I'm living up in Canada, and I'm Canadian

Scottish Canadian with opportunity

I could have been a manager of a brewery

making beer for everyone but most of all for me

My father was a soda jerk, my mom an office clerk

but neither one of those was good enough for me

I could have moved into the hill, and ran a few stills

and made a fortune selling hooch beyond the law

Pour decisions, a punk musician just ain't as cute at 53

I used to be a lumberjack, and I'm ok with that

I wore suspenders, little panties, and a bra

I used to be a socialist, a sort of communist

now I'm a pessimist and I don't care at all

I could have been a minister, a holy predator

a man of faith you really wouldn't want to meet

perhaps a Scientologist, just as a hobbyist

and start a cult that's turning people into sheep

Pour decisions, a punk musician just ain't as cute at 53

I have forsaken money makin'

Yeah, you still wish you were me

Pour decisions, a punk musician just ain't as cute at 53

I have forsaken money makin'

Yeah, you still wish you were me