Laughing with the Dead

Stuck between the thirst of too little
 And the abyss of too much
 A blast from a tower and a thirty day ride
 I need a shot with a punch
 Skeletons dancing in a jittery daze
 With a sparkling gleam in their eyes
 Above apologizing for our devious ways
 I've taken a word from the wise
 I don't need nasty
 I don't need nice
 I won't heed your self-serving advice
 While you're weeping over wounds in your head
 I'm here laughing with the dead
 Quiero tequila!
 Where's my beer?
 Unbutton my peyote now it's crystal clear
 When ya'll get over fucking with your head
 I'll be laughing with the dead
 Waking up crudo in the white hot sun
 Nightmares of Melrose and you
 Bedmates with the red ants and a scorprion
 Looks like my fates have come through
 Oh, skeletons dancing an ethereal haze
 Keeps a sparkling gleam in their eyes
 Above apologizing for our devious ways
 This is a word from the wise
 I don't need nasty
 I don't need nice
 I don't hear your self-righteous advice
 You keep on digging at the hole in your head
 I'm here laughing with the dead
 Quiero tequila!
 One more beer
 Unbutton my peyote
 Now it's crystal clear
 When ya'll get over screwing with your head
 I'll be laughing
 Laughing with the dead