Well, I'll head down to the barroom, not looking for trouble
I just wanna sit around and break tiny bubbles
Then the jukebox kicks in, and the room begins to spin
And I'm here alone gettin' stoned
Well, I tore the place down, and they threw me on out
They couldn't understand what I was drinking about
So I'll catch a ride home, and before I know
I'm back at home gettin' stoned
Yeah, I'm back at home alone gettin' stoned
Got one foot in the bed and one on the ground
Anything to keep the room from spinning around
But the walls are all shaking, and our love's forsaken
I'm still alone gettin' stoned
Yeah, I'm still alone at home gettin' stoned
