Slow Century

You will be adorable, and I'll be staying on the west coast of florida
in a decent shelter from hurricanes and storms but it won't take the pain away when it comes
it won't take the pain away when it comes
I'll lose my hair but not my fire
and you will be twenty forever
I'll your body, babe, and leave no crumbs, but it won't take the pain away when it comes
it won't take the pain away when it comes
I'll sleep deep with sheets and all
I'll have four wheels and four walls
I'll give dollars instead of quarters to my fellow bums but it won't take the pain away when it comes
it won't take the pain away when it comes
I'll feed the dolphins tofu and stars
I'll take taxis and whiskeys in bars
I'll join a band and be the older guy on drums but it won't take the pain away when it comes
it won't take the pain away when it comes