S.O.S. Lyrics

Rattlin' around like a tin mint

Getting lost in the fine print

Coming to you from this phone booth

Chippin' away at my sweet tooth

Throwing my hat back in

Wondering what the hell happened

Thought I had a master plan

But I fell flat on my ass again

SOS, its starting to rain

And all my times going down the drain

All the liquor on Elgin Street

Couldn't put my heart back in one piece

Looking for silver in the bad news

Painting a picture with the sad blues

Smoking ciggies by the carton

A six-foot hole in my garden

Would you please remain seated

Take my picture and delete it

Everybody's got secrets to keep

It's like their dancing with two left feet

SOS, its starting to rain

And all my times going down the drain

All the liquor on Elgin Street

Couldn't put my heart back in one piece

S.O.S. I'm going down the drain

S.O.S. I'm going down the drain

S.O.S. I'm going down the drain

S.O.S. I'm going down the drain