Shakey

There is a town in North Ontario
Or so I have been told…
So let’s all raise a glass to Shakey
And hope we’re still dangerous when we’re old
Now, this song goes out to Brian Wilson
For all the magic things he’s done
For all the happy family memories:
A father battering on his son
Yes, I know, it’s not fair
You wouldn’t last an hour out there
And on a night like this… so mean…
But we’re all scum in someone’s eyes:
No illusions, no surprises
Walk away, boy. You can’t afford it
So this song goes out to Brian Wilson
For all the magic things he ever did
Like the time they found him on the kitchen floor
Chopping out his Class A’s with his kids
Yes, I know, it’s not fair
You wouldn’t last an hour out there
And on a night like this… so mean… so show me…
But we’re all scum in someone’s eyes:
No illusions, no surprises
Walk away. You can’t afford it