Bubble Gum Years

Lost souls, you and I, my dear Whiskey bottle and a 45, my dear We're on a roll, suitcase and cellophane my dear Whiskey bottle and a 45 satisfies, my dear And someone's whispering, into my ear Asking softly, what do you fear today God In faithless times, I know your hate I've seen your crime, felt your cruelty In the bubble gum years In the bubble gum years You're wasting time, I lost my money I found someone to call me honey, heart of gold was never clear Go look for something much less sincere my dear Whiskey bottle and a 45 satisfies my dear And someone's whispering, into my ear Asking softly, what do you fear today God In faithless times, I know your hate I've felt your crime, felt your cruelty In the bubble gum years In the bubble gum years In the bubble gum years