I Am Not Long for This World

I'm calling in my favors, boys
It's last call for all the beers that you owe me
I think you know where to meet me
Let's go where all of the bartenders know me
Go on and bring your brothers
Why not invite my ex-girlfriends down
Only losers are weepers:
You can tell them I won't be seeing them around
I am not long for this world
Pat can have my guitar
Bill, I'm on my way to bring back your bass
And I've got someone's accordion
You know, the one with the snakeskin case
I've made my final arrangements
My sister knows how to dispose of my stuff
Tonight set fire to my basement
And if I'm lucky the flames won't wake me up
I am not long for this world
I think I know where I'm headed
So I could use all the help I can get
I'm pretty sure that the sins I've commited
Are worse than the ones I haven't got around to yet
So I been thinking about penance
I think I'll go up and settle my tab
It's been an awful, short sentence
The crimes at the time didn't seem so bad
I am not long for this world
So meet me, yeah, meet me at the Holy Ghost Saloon
If you plan to see me, you better get there soon