Glory! Glory!

Toasting toasts
And sliding on down the ivy
I took a look
I broke the chair
With noone there to guide me
And i knocked 'em down with my looks
She was the only real woman
That laughed aloud for my books
And you wish and you wish and you wish
That you can get on with it
As if the second time
Really didn't exist
As if you lost your mind
And then got ahold of it
People convince you to do a bunch of crazy shit
Cause we'll always remain sinners
And when i don't invite you out to dinner
You'll get older
And you'll be over it
Because old age fucks with your memories
And if we wanted something
We'd just order it
So cut down the trees
Or whatever's left of it
As if you lost your mind
And then suddenly got ahold of it