Six Mile Water - Therapy?

Me and you used to be like brothers

On the nights we got drunk to each other

You know me, I used to have some wit

It ended up in a shit filled sandpit

We come from across the border

We drink the six mile water

This mongrel needs a new home

This mongrel needs a new home

That time when things got better

We’d take trips across the wire

Like the night we took the mad acid

Swore we saw the City Hall on fire

We come from across the border

We drink the six mile water

This mongrel needs a new home

This mongrel needs a new home

I’m sorry

I’m sorry

I’m sorry

But I’m not ready for home

Bukowski Day, I’m gonna miss it

We’d get together each month for a day

All the memories I have are

Decked out in Presbyterian grey

We came from across the border

We drank the six mile water

This mongrel needs a new home

This mongrel needs a new home

I’m sorry

I’m sorry

I’m sorry

But I’m not ready for home

Now me and you don’t talk of one another

It never really started out that way

I always meant to write you a letter

Always meant to call you some day

We came from across the border

We drank the six mile water

This mongrel needs a new home

This mongrel needs a new home

I’m sorry

I’m sorry

I’m sorry

But I’m not ready for home

I’m sorry

I’m sorry

I’m sorry

I’m sorry