The wash is out, it’s hanging up
And all i have is nothing
Nothing to do, nothing to say
I think i must be dreaming
The sun comes up and i’m all washed out
Is this what deaner was talkin’ about
I don’t think i will ever return again my friend
If i was king i’d wear a ring
And never hurt my people
I’d stay alert and dress to kill
I might even slip you something
The sun comes up and i’m all washed out
Is this what deaner was talkin’ about
I don’t think i will ever return again my friend
The sun comes up and i’m all washed out
Is this what deaner was talkin’ about
I don’t think i will ever return again my friend
I do not think i will ever return again, my friend [2x]
