It's Good to Be Here (Lyrics)

Two hours late, we rolled in on fumes A dozen bodies in a boiling room The only mic stinks of bad breath Fucked up the first song and ten kids left And I tried all day to sleep in the back When I can't there's Virginia Applejack And a cold can of Milwaukee's Best It feels like this is all I have left But it's good to be here even if we're the only ones Twelve bucks for the six of us A dozen nights of drinking from dusk I felt like I'd been laid to waste Somewhere along the Northumberland Strait And this'll all be better as a memory When we've found somewhere safe to sleep I start to wonder what the fuck I'm doing Watching all our best-laid plans get ruined And I don't know when I'm going home Rest my head on Andy's shoulder I still feel so alone