Yes, it's the hedonist's final paen. Hand me another drink and we'll think about this...

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Pleasure is pleasure, not particularly a sustainable lifestyle.
From the Zing thing sessions. Thanks for the help guys!

Broken At Last

Pour on that music, pour out the sweat;
Just pour me somethin' I ain't thought of yet.
There's a break in my chemistry, I cannot undo;
A hole in my mem'ry, you can drive a truck through.
There's a gash on my psyche, a wound in my heart;
In my self-imposed exile I stay always apart.

Whoa... the night comes so fast;
Wonder of wonders, I'm broken at last.

I'll paint me a portrait in yellow and green;
Paint a side of myself that I've never seen;
Then I'll get me to Reno, secure a divorce,
From the part of myself that rides a pale horse.
Just a crack in the door can let out the truth;
I won't shut it back in, no that it's on the loose.

Whoa... the night comes so fast;
Wonder of wonders, I'm broken at last.

I could tell you a story 'bout the wages of sin,
but it's daylight, not darkness, that I'm hiding in.
We're dieased and we're holy; we come here that way;
I'm not your confessor; look deep if you pray.
Close that gash on my psyche, heal that wound in my heart;
After repatriation, I still stand apart...

Whoa... the night comes so fast;
Wonder of wonders, I'm broken at last.