when you get right down to it

When You Get Right Down To It

I’ve got too much of nothing, time on my hands
And too many days I’m stoned
I don’t feel much like moving, can somebody get that phone
When you get right down to it, this is life in the loading zone

If you once tried to tell me, it would turn out this way
I’d have laughed in your face for sure,
Ah, that was back in the day when I knew what life had in store
Now the question arises…what is this whole thing for.

What’s it for? What’s it for?

Out of all we’ve accomplished and all we’ve been through
What’s the least you can do in the end?
Leave a song, leave a poem, leave a picture of way back when
When you get right down to it, either you break or you bend

What’s the worst that can happen? The best you can do?
The easiest row to hoe?
The answer is simple, whether you’re high or low
When you get right down to it, there’s nobody really knows

Nobody knows, nobody knows

We can stare into darkness, blink at the sun,
But see really nothing at all
Life’s a Halloween party, it’s some kind of costume ball
When you get right down to it, we’re all gonna take the fall

At the line into Heaven they x-ray your clothes
The guard pats you down too slow
Then they take all your water and tell you that you can go
When you get right down to it, it’s really just who you know



Words and Music by James Lee Stanley, February 29th, 2012 on the occasion of Davy Jones’ passing
March 2nd, 2012