I was feeling the weight of the atmosphere And those I know aren't looking overjoyed I'm here Daughters about fourteen order wine And Chardonnay shows what she knows when she decides Couldn't tell you now what clicked inside Or why that's what I call her Hardly floored but still reminded That I once could want it all, all...
I don't know any that age who've died of greed And so was I once letting be and letting bleed I believe David Carradine changed a lot Eastern wisdom Kunging Fu on western thought But was always missing that same spot Or knew but wouldn't say A lot of life's best things are Further than a Zen proverb away
Hey Chardonnay, Chardonnay, oh Chardonnay Hey Chardonnay, Chardonnay, oh Chardonnay They can always put you down some way But I can't see you being saved for one more rainy day
It was easy to think at the U-Canteen Drunk and small-time, finishing the quarter mean That a lot of the structure would have to fall Haves and have-nots polarized at facing walls I don't think I believed it all But needed just the same A way to deal with being shut out Of the decent peoples' game
Hey Chardonnay, Chardonnay, oh Chardonnay Hey Chardonnay, Chardonnay, oh Chardonnay They can always put you down some way But I can't see you being saved for one more rainy day
(Well the company found me out combing the streets And sure I signed on, legs across the vacant seats But I found out quick where I really stood Love-me love-nots sounding off the neighborhood Chardonnay, how I've done battle, girl To come this far away There's not a world where I can talk to you But I know what I'd say
Hey Chardonnay, Chardonnay, oh Chardonnay Hey Chardonnay, Chardonnay, oh Chardonnay They can always put you down some way But I can't see you being saved for one more rainy day
Well I ended up down on the dispatch line Hugs and headaches, all my problems solely mine Don't you laugh when I talk about loyalty When it's all you'll Have, and one day it might be I will look inside but you won't see A glum look on my face I may not use these words my whole life But I keep them just in case)*
Well it's harder each night, gonna take a miracle Gonna take Ernst Dali and di Chirico Gonna recharge cranio-mechanical Turning me right back into an animal
(It's a lonelier look to the finer things And Chardonnay sees what she needs when freedom rings If the fog ever lifts on this final town We may or may not find we'll want to stand its ground Its accomplishments worn badly down The chief exec's in jail If it's a dollar higher this time I think no one's paying bail Oh oh oh Hey Chardonnay)*