From the recording KING SALT
Lyrics
Top of the year
To us.
Raise a cheer and raise a fuss.
Bereft of Auld Lang Syne.
Party in pairs,
Raise dust.
Partly clean, discover chairs and vacant signs.
Top off your drink
And say
“Nevermore to end this way!”
Your neck, a noose, has tied.
Throw me a wave
And say
Toast to midnight. Get a drink and kiss goodnight.
She said “Happy New Year!
Happy New Year!
Happy New Year!”
I spent a year
In space
Slowing down my higher brain
And wasting all your time.
Stoic and scared to say
Resolution simply…
I’m never gonna die!
I’m never gonna die!
I’m never gonna die!
I’m never gonna die!