Pissing in the wind
Betting on a losing friend
Making the same mistakes
We swore we'd never make again
Pissing in the wind
And it's blowing on all our friends
We're gonna sit and grin
And tell our grandchildren
About the time I called this guy
It was four in the morning
To teach me the words
To the song I was humming
He just laughed and said that
The old grey cat is sneaking down the hall
And all he wants to know is
Who in the hell is paying for this call
Pissing in the wind
Betting on a losing friend
Making the same mistakes
We swore we'd never make again
Pissing in the wind
And it's blowing on all our friends
We're gonna sit and grin
And tell our grandchildren
How this dude called me up
It was eight in the morning
He wanted to know
How in the fuck am I doing
He just laughed and he said
Get it together boy
And fall on by the house
Me and some buddies would like to play
Anything you're picking now
Pissing in the wind
Betting on a losing friend
Making the same mistakes
We swore we'd never make again
Pissing in the wind
And it's blowing on all our friends
We're gonna sit and grin
And tell our grandchildren
How we worked and we suffered and struggled
Making our record till we got it right
Now we're waiting on the check to come
Sneaking down the hall
(come on, drag city)
Like that old time feeling
That we never should have ever
Put that record out at all
Pissing in the wind
Betting on a losing friend
Making the same mistakes
We swore we'd never make again
Pissing in the wind
And it's blowing on all our friends
We're gonna sit and grin
And tell our grandchildren
That the answer my friend
Is just pissing in the wind