Amigo

We were drinking and having times down by the ocean

Thought of running away, but don't we all?

We had this strange idea we were gonna be famous

But we were too drunk to drive or make that call

My amigo

Well his eyes were dead

But he was still writing down the lines

He had a quart in his hand

He said: I wasn't made for these times

Cemetery

And the car in the garage a couple of dirty dogs

It's sad, but I felt blessed

Amongst the dead, we were at our best

Amigo

You're still nineteen

You're still hungry

You're still young

You're still nineteen

You're still hungry

You're still loved

You're only nineteen

You're only hungry

You're so dumb

You're still nineteen

You're still hungry

You're still young

My amigo

Well his eyes were dead

But he was still writing down the lines

He had a quart in his hand

He said: I wasn't made for these times

Amigo

Amigo

I see too many of men watered down

I see too many of fires burn out

I was there to see your eyes of tire

And I was there to hear the talk that did inspire

You shoulda burned your bills

You shoulda run from the feds

Forgot your name

And flushed your meds

You shoulda said the things you heard in you head

There's too many good men living dead

And I don't wanna miss a damn thing

I'm never gonna miss a damn thing

'Cause signs lead to signs

And time's got time

Until there's no time left at all

I don't wanna miss a damn thing

Thanks for coming to my show

Thanks for coming to my little piece of work

Thanks for coming to my show

You never hid in the shadow

You wanna hang out now

You're gonna run out of time now

We gonna keep on rolling

It's gonna keep on going

It's gonna roll, man

You never miss a damn thing

I'm never gonna miss a damn thing