With the North Wind/Here We Go Again

Oh and here we go again A broken bottle in my hand And our taxed joints crack and bend From our backs we rise and stand Oh and here we go again Our vision wincing towards the sun Delerium tremens shake and stand And we decide this isn't fun Oh and here we go again On the sharp edge of a knife Singing not but only pain But for some semblance of a life That they cannot take or tax For it's all that we can do The nucleus of all my friends And I lift my gla*s to you Oh and here we go again