Pour Decisions

i'm living up in Canada, and i'm Canadian Scottish Canadian with opportunity i could have been a manager of a brewery making beer for everyone but most of all for me my father was a soda jerk, my mom an office clerk but neither one of those was good enough for me i could have moved into the hill, and ran a few stills and made a fortune selling hooch beyond the law pour decisions, a punk musician just ain't as cute at 53 i used to be a lumberjack, and i'm ok with that i wore suspenders, little panties, and a bra i used to be a socialist, a sort of communist now i'm a pessimist and i don't care at all i could have been a minister, a holy predator a man of faith you really wouldn't want to meet perhaps a Scientologist, just as a hobbyist and start a cult that's turning people into sheep pour decisions, a punk musician just ain't as cute at 53 i have forsaken money makin' yeah, you still wish you were me