St. Magna Carta

I hope you find what you're looking for But I've never been too patient with staying up til midnight Calligraphy bedpost galore I'm stumbling quite quickly to complacent destinations The punch keeps growing stronger and I find it Harder to see like the boy with bottle glasses To criticize the bartender or To piss all over your favorite referee I don't know What you do to me, I don't know I don't know Where I wanna be, I don't know Magna Carta In a dressing room on a breadline street I can't afford to drink but it was nice to get to know you A straight jacket and a rinse repeat The cops are in the basement please blink twice if you're in trouble My mind begins to wander to a Playful summer daydream, the waiter won't stop laughing Anything that I can get you dear Just a ticket to the shit show it's quite the picture I don't know What you do to me, I don't know I don't know Where I oughta be, I don't know Magna Carta I don't know Who's got it out for me, I don't know I said no Get away from me, I gotta go St. Magna Carta