They´re pickin´ up pieces of me while they´re pickin´ up pieces of you
In a bag you will be before the day is over
Were you looking for somewhere to be or looking for someone to do?

Stupid me to believe that I could trust in stupid you
And on the back of my hand
Were directions I could understand
Now that old buzzard Johnny Walker
Has gone and ruined all our plans, our best made plans
Don´t leave me here to cast through time without a map or road sign
Don´t leave me here my guiding light
´Cause I, I wouldn´t know where to begin, I asked the kings of medicine
They´re pickin´ up pieces of me while they´re pickin´ up pieces of you
Lying on ice you will be before the day is over
It´s a case in point baby that you never thought it through
Stupid me to believe that I could depend on stupid you

And on the tip of my tongue
Were words that always came out all wrong
´Cause they were drowned in the southern comfort
Left to dry out in the sun, the noon day sun
Don´t leave me here to cast through time without a map or road sign
Don´t leave me here my guiding light
´Cause I, I, wouldn´t know where to begin, I asked the kings of medicine
But it seems that they´ve lost their powers, now all I´m left with is the hour
Don´t leave me here to cast through time without a map or road sign
Don´t leave me here my guiding light
´Cause I, I, wouldn´t know where to begin, I asked the kings of medicine
But it seems that they´ve lost their powers, now all I´m left with is the hour

Don´t leave me here, don´t leave me here, oh no
I wouldn´t know where to begin