Текст Incubus – Punch Drunk

Did I park my car?
If I found it I would drive so far from here
The city streets are dim
And my hands are tempted once again

I’m having trouble seeing
I’m punch drunk and
I need to find a way back home
It’d be a miracle if you’d oblige

I will survive
On this island i am stuck
Could you correct my crooked luck tonight?

On the road my thumb is out
I’m hitchin home tonight I am without a name
Where was it that I lived?
Well nevermind just take me with you
And forget…

The lack of information
I’m punch drunk and
I need to find a way back home
It’d be a miracle if you’d oblige

I will survive
On a silent I am stuck
Could you correct my crooked luck tonight?

I will survive
Tonight I wander and I roam
Just lookin for a way back home tonight

The sun is coming up
I think I’ve had my fill
Wait, who the fuck are you?

Lack of information
I’m punch drunk and
I need to find a way back home
It’d be a miracle, ohhh

I’m having trouble seeing
I’m punch drunk and
I need to find a way back home
It’d be a mircale if you’d oblige

I will survive
On this island I am stuck
Could you correct my crooked luck tonight?

I will survive
Tonight I wander and I roam
Just lookin for a way back home tonight

Spare me… a ride, a ride tonight
Spare me… a ride, a ride tonight
(On this island I am stuck
Could you correct my crooked luck tonight?)