Empty Bottle - Honus Honus

Empty bottle.

Empty empty bottle.

Dime, a nickel, quarter too.

Empty bottle.

Empty empty bottle.

Empty dreams for you.

As i watch the smog

Settle on the palms,

I hear a whisper thru the trees.

A little dream I had,

When I was but a lad.

That life has surely beaten and set free.

I dreamt that I would own

A house upon the hills.

A castle in the sky on stills.

Bikini babes would dip

Their soft & supple hips

Into my pool of wealth.

Empty bottle.

Empty empty bottle.

Dime, a nickel, quarter too.

Empty bottle.

Empty empty bottle.

Empty dreams for you.

And now i am the king

Of absolutely nothing.

A belly that is proud and full.

My queen she never came.

My heart always afraid.

I sleep beneath the pier and behave…

As i watch the smog

Settle on the palms,

I hear a whisper thru the trees.

I’m just an empty bottle,

Flotsam on the waves,

Drifting thru my weeks and days.

Empty bottle.

Empty empty bottle.

Dime, a nickel, quarter too.

Empty bottle.

Empty empty bottle.

Empty dreams for you.