Only a Momentary Lapse

What a fucked up night, at first it was just another day in a series of days, long ass days that just seem to blend into the next, a never-ending nightmare, but since it was the fourth the Air Force band had showed up to play us some tunes, for the most part they sucked, but after all, it was something different, a change in an otherwise torturous monotony, one song was good and the next horrible, they picked you up and threw you back down, from classics and rockin beats that everyone could get into, flowing right into shit that was worse than Brittany Spears, this was shit that had you one step away from hanging it up and sticking your head in a Goddamn oven, it was an emotional roller coaster that can only be compared to a large dose of heavy narcotics, these people were fucking drug dealers, the music was the dope, they gave us our fix and things seemed to be normal, if only for just a fleeting moment on this journey of filth, where there isn't a warm body waiting for you
at the end of the night, and there is no whiskey to be found, now I know what they meant when they said it was not through drug use that they transcended to a higher level, it was the music, the fucking tunes, and then just as suddenly as they appeared they were gone, no more music, no more high, just a withering hope and elation as we came crashing back to reality, a reality which didn't seem to fit, just didn't feel real, in a time where we didn't know if there would be a tomorrow, we had felt that everything was going to be okay, and now, once again, emptiness, as we raced towards the throes of withdrawal I realized; Oh shit, here comes the twitch.