Текст песни What Deaner Was Talkin' About (Live) - Ween

The wash is out, it's hanging up
And all I have is nothing
Nothing to do, nothing to say
I think I must be dreaming
The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talking about?
I don't think I will ever return again my friend
If I was king, I'd wear a ring
And never hurt my people
I'd stay alert and dressed to kill
I might even slip you something
The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talking about?
I don't think I will ever return again my friend
The sun comes up and I'm all washed out
Is this what Deaner was talking about?
I don't think I will ever return again my friend
I don't think I will ever return again my friend
I don't think I will ever return again my friend