The Comedian (Dishwasher) Lyrics

All the young people sit outside, bargain cigars and Christmas lights,

The comedian doesn't want to die, ordering triples without ice

I am not the man I used to be

I am not the man I used to be

I am not the man I used to be

I am not the man I used to be

Let the dog drive the car, the apartments not too far from here,

Washed too many dishes, customers rowdy and sifting through the

Slurred proclamations of boorish banshees on radio stations

I couldn't wait for you to tell-

One too many jokes, go for a drink or another stoag while the

Microphone static screeches and the clamor from the audience ceases slowly-

There were spiders in the stove when I finally made it home