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LYRICS: (THANKS TO MedievalSniper for these)

What I tried to do is find the right word;
These days I need to look back a bit.
My muse is the beauty of the world;
I don't get much from the lack of it.
You talk to people and they don't even reply.
People are losing it, believe me;
It's a fact, it's here, it's hard to deny:
Things ain't what they used to be.
Things ain't what they used to be,
Things ain't what they used to be,
Things ain't what they used to be,
Things ain't what they used to be.

I get tired quickly when I smoke pot.
I'm not too smart and I'm not too cute.
It's a pity, but more often than not
My skin starts to feel like a wet suit.
We're talking about the whole world going wrong;
You don't discuss that over decaf tea.
We have to be decadent, we have to be strong,
But please, no more whiskey sour for me.
No more whiskey sour for me,
No more whiskey sour for me,
No more whiskey sour for me,
No more whiskey sour for me.

Today's bartenders don't wanna hear your story;
They don't smoke, they're on the phone,
They won't give you water if you don't give them money.
If you're not online, you're really all alone.
I went to the bathroom to wash my face,
But I didn't feel like any of their drinks;
He told me to leave - he said "Get out of this place,"
I said "That's not how you speak to Stanley Brinks."
That's not how you speak to Stanley Brinks,
That's not how you speak to Stanley Brinks,
That's not how you speak to Stanley Brinks,
That's not how you speak to Stanley Brinks.
That's not how you speak to Stanley Brinks,
That's not how you speak to Stanley Brinks,
That's not how you speak to Stanley Brinks,
That's not how you speak to Stanley Brinks.

Track n°2 of this amazing collaboration from 2008.
Let's support this artists, buying their stuff and albums.
Enjoy!