"Pukebox" lyrics

One more day alive
I must be the luckiest boy around
Drinking moonshine my old man made
Say goodbye to the alco-drought
I sit and ponder if I'm truly blessed
Like the monks in the Himalayas
I bet they get hold of the eighty percent
When the meditation don't work

I'm on your side most of the time
Vodka and lime can get out of the rider
Be what you want, don't let me stop
How you evolve or dress up
For the girl you don't like

Oh, let's take your picture
Can I take your picture?
I really wanna kiss you
But I can't feel my jaw

No time for tired, everything now all of the time
Don't you like living out on the fringe?
Morning rolls round in some foreign town
Head in a cumulus cloud
As we melt in the day

All these days lead to madness
All of these days I live lead to my madness
All of these days I live lead to my madness
All of these days lead to madness

Oh, let's take your picture
Can I take your picture?
I really wanna kiss you
But I can't feel my jaw