The Nights of Wine and Roses

Long lit up tonight and still drinking Don't we have anything to live for? Well of course we do But till they come true We're drinking And we're still smoking Don't we have anything to live for? Well of course we do But till they come true We're smoking We all want to know what nobody knows What the nights of wine and roses hold For the wine and roses of our souls So we down our drinks in a funnel of friends And we burn our blends right down to the end We don't cry for those nights to arrive We yell like hell to the heavens, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh We all want to know what nobody knows What the nights of wine and roses hold For the wine and roses of our souls So we down our drinks in a funnel of friends And we burn our blends right down to the end We don't cry for those nights to arrive We yell like hell to the heavens, hey