Neil Young- “Fuckin’ Up” (Ragged Glory, 1990)
Mindless drifter on the road
Carry such an easy load
It’s how you look, and how you feel
You must have a heart of steel.
Why do I keep fuckin’ up?
I can see you on a hill
Comatose but walking still
Curves beneath your flowing gown
Only I could bring you down.
Why do I keep fuckin’ up?
Dogs that lick and dogs that bite
Hounds that howl through the night
Broken leashes are all over the floor
Keys left hanging in a swinging door.
Why do I keep fuckin’ up?
Keep fuckin’ up!
