Incubus. Monuments And Melodies - CD2. Punch Drunk. Zeneszám

Where did I park my car?
If I found it, I would drive so far... from here
The city streets are dim, and in my hands I'm tempted once again to give in
I'm having trouble seeing,
I'm punch drunk and I need to find a way back home it'll be a miracle of human rights
I will survive
On this island I am stuck, could you correct my crooked luck?
I'm on the road, my thumb is out
I'm hitching home, tonight I am without... a name
Where was it that I lived, never mind just take me with you and forgive
A lack of information, I'm punch drunk and I need to find a way back home it'll be a miracle of human rights
I will survive, on this island I am stuck, could you correct my crooked luck
Tonight, I will survive, tonight I wander and I roam, just looking for my way back home - tonight!
The sun is coming up,
I think I've had my fill
Wait, who the fuck are you?
Where did I park my car?
Please forgive my lack of information,
I'm punch drunk and I need to find a way back home it'll be a miracle
I'm having trouble seeing,
I'm punch drunk, and I need to find a way back home, it'll be a miracle of human rights
I will survive, on this island I am stuck, could you correct my crooked luck - tonight!
I will survive, tonight I wander and I roam, just looking for a way back home
Standing, tonight
Standing, tonight...
On this island, I am stuck, could you correct my crooked luck
Tonight I wander and I roam, just looking for a way back home, tonight

(Thanks to Randy for these lyrics)