Rotting on the Vine

Dear son
Your supper's almost done
We're boxin' up for one, be on the run
You'll find this happens all the time
Just wash it down with lies, and drive

When we finally see sunshine, we'll be rottin' on the vine

Dear sirs, excuse me if that burns
But when I heard those last few words, my stomach turned
By side of mind, brothers first in line

We will get to you next time

When we finally see sunshine, we'll be rotting on the vine

But we're not alone
But we're rotting on the vine
But we're not alone
But we're rotting on the vine