Eight miles out of Galesburg, I'm starin' at the rain
Eight-ball left of the cheap cocaine
And I'm lookin' at the sunlight, light through the pines
Couldn't tell ya what it is, but it's always been mine

Now that I'm gone I think of the man
With a meth pipe clutched in his bone-thin hand
I said, hey brother, I hope you get straight
But I bet I don't meet him at the pearly gates

And I sing: Hey mamma I been starin' at the rain
A little heartbreak, a little soul pain
I been up all night on the cheap cocaine
Tryna make it better but it's always the same

Well I made a few new friends in a Rockford bar
I told 'em all lies, I said I was in charge
Of the afterparty, where the women were loose
I partied with the metalheads with gin and juice

Hung over as hell, I slept in shit on the lawn
I'm tired of twenty-somethins and their punkrock songs
Wake up in the mornin' and stumble towards the down
Sayin' 'how ya doin, boy, it's been too long. "

And I sing: Hey mamma I been starin' at the rain
A little heartbreak, a little soul pain
I been up all night on the cheap cocaine
Tryna make it better but it's always the same

On the streets of Chicago
with sidekick Sally
I was hittin' up the bars on Viagra Alley
Where the men pick up women not half their age
All I had for them was my tears and my rage

And I thought it was a fight, so I went for my knife
And the man shook my hand with his kids and his wife
I was so ashamed that I hung back and cried
Leave all that to Saint Peter, wait till I die

And I sing: Hey mamma I been starin' at the rain
A little heartbreak, a little soul pain
I been up all night on the cheap cocaine
Tryna make it better but it's always the same

I've been up all night, I've been stairin' at the sky
And I'm still lonely but I couldn't tell you why