Dark Days No More

One, two, three, or four Have a drink, it's dark days no more One, two, three, or four Have a drink, it's dark days no more Concrete walls only serve you now Nobody is poor, nobody says "ouch" Pictures have splintered the frames Now that the clocks are all tamed With wings tied to dreams with strings, Feathers, and curling waves Letters all printed into place One, two, three, or four Have a drink, it's dark days no more One, two, three, or four Have a drink, it's dark days no more You drank a pot of coffee You dropped off your resume You drank up your hobbies That ate up your days One, two, three, or four Have a drink, it's dark days no more Concrete walls only serve you now Nobody is poor, nobody says "ouch" Nobody is poor, nobody says "ouch" Nobody is poor, nobody says "ouch" One, two, three, or four Have a drink, it's dark days no more One, two, three, or four Have a drink, it's dark days no more Concrete walls only serve you now Nobody is poor, nobody says "ouch" Concrete walls only serve you now Nobody is poor, nobody says "ouch"