To All My Friends - Lagwagon

here's a song to all my friends i know they'd like 
i remember every drunken night at the old dive 

driving the ol' wreck trying to make it home, somehow 

one more pit stop at our favorite watering hole

the ghost of christmas past 
swallowed all our pride 
we'd open up our story books and water down the eyes 

our demons raised their glasses singing 
"i propose a toast... to my friends" 
who's buying the next round

cup half empty cup half full perspectives and beers 
they weren't failure just the regulars of my favorite year 
they come and go paying their toll from mobiles homes 
decaying old unsound minds the ghost of cristmas future dancing 

to the click of time 
the beating of defeat 
shaking in his hands 
a lifetime of retreat 
and his regrets were ours 
a time to say good-bye 

i've been waiting so long 
for you to call 
my old friend 

to all my friends
to all my friends
to all, my friends
to all my friends
to all my friends
to all, my friends