The Slow Descent Into Alcoholism

[Verse 1] I say, my, my slow decent Into alcoholism it went To my head, where I really need it With the views that remain untreated [Chorus] I say my, my, my, my slow decent Into alcoholism it went... Something like this song Something like this song Salvation holdout central... [Verse 2] I say my, ever loosening grip On the commonest courtesies slipped From my hands, where I really need her When I need change for the parking meters [Chorus] I say my, my, my, my slow decent Into alcoholism it went... Something like this song Something like this song Salvation holdout central...