Maybe Someday

My hair fell out in great big heaps.
 There is no hope for my fuckin' teeth.
 Maybe someday I'll learn.
 And my right leg keeps goin' out.
 And I think my left hand got the goute.
 Maybe someday I'll learn.
 But for now I just keep blowin' of today.
 And I'm not what you'd call real, real smart.
 And I don't know jack shit about art.
 You say my guitar she won't take me far, but I love hangin' out in thhose sleazy bars.
 Maybe someday I'll learn.
 But for now i just keep blowin' of today.
 And i got this real fucked up phone job, so it's your house next that i gonna rob.
 And I never can stay out off jail, cause i never can make the god damned bail.
 And I have a hard time tryin' cope.
 So I tend to do way to much dope.
 And I can't go on much longer this way.
 All my friends think I turned gay.
 Maybe someday i'll learn.
 But for now I just keep blowin' of today.