Lately you’ve been a people pleaser with a set of worried eyes

A tidy keeper and a lonely sleeper with no one to satisfy

Lately it’s been that every thing good’s been happening somewhere else

This skin that you’re in needs some getting out but that’s something I can’t help

Lately, how are ya lately

Yeah I’m fine

Ya wake up in the morning with a rectangle in your stomach

You’re awkward and you’re queazy as you bite your bleeding nails

Ya got it easy ya got it easy but I can’t say you’ve ever tried

And the only reason you get out and dream is the chance that you’ll just die

You make enough you say the gettin’s rough but you make enough to share

You dig in your back pocket and you feel like nothing’s there

How to begin you ask when does it end-

I say I think I might have a cure

I hand you a smoke and a shot of gin • ya say that’s what friends are for

Lately, how are ya lately

Yeah I’m fine