Rode out alone, came back to see

Nobody's asking for anything from me

So I went home, went home and got stoned

Held out my hand, tossed out a line

I know you’re hurting but you say you're doing fine

So let's be true, ain’t nothing wrong with you

Oh but I got breaking news

The last in line is the first to choose

You held it down, you made my day

You spoke to me when I had nothing left to say

And I felt free

Freedom had washed over me

What matters most, you better guard

Meanwhile I'll be out digging holes in the backyard

With a tiny spoon

Loudеr than a shotgun boom

Oh but I got breaking news

The last to try is thе first to lose