We sit with the fools and the sinners The jokers and the killers It’s just our way Toss a rock and you break a window And toss a feather up And watch the wind blowin' It away And you can float on the wind for so long But someday, honey You’ve got to come back down And when you do, I'll be hanging around It smells like smoke in here And the piano doesn’t play It never did There’s this feeling I get When you’re in the room I want you to stay And you can float on the wind for so long, but someday, honey You’ve got to come back down And when you do, I'll be hanging around And you can float on the wind for so long, but someday, honey You’ve got to come back down And when you do, I'll be hanging around Be good to your mothers Oh, they did the best they could And bleed for your brothers 'Cause Lord knows that they would And be good to your mothers Oh, they did the best they could (Ooh, ooh) And you better bleed for your brothers 'Cause Lord knows that they would