In a couple of months it'll all blow over

I'll re-subscribe to all those juke joints, and be late to all the parties, it ain't no jive, just going where the wind drives, uh huh, you better sink and drink the juice from on high, oh baby, what is with this maybe, we got kids on the floor and lawyers bangin' on the door, i'm gonna get wasted

wasted, repeat after me, it's all you'll ever be ... is

wasted.