YAY
Dave! Lyrics

As kids we swore to be good guys as men
When we were children, we promised ourselves that we would grow up to be honorable and upright individuals

’cause we lived like heroes when we lived back then
Because in our past, we felt like we were living extraordinary lives, just like heroes in stories

Indians and cowboys, well, look at us now
Reflecting on how different our lives are now compared to the exciting adventures we used to imagine as children playing Indians and cowboys

You’ll pardon me now, guess I’m drunk again
I apologize for my intoxicated state, it seems I have consumed alcohol once again

Set ’em up, barkeep
Prepare and serve us another round of drinks, bartender

One for the road
A final drink before we leave

We’ll drink to the children
Let's raise our glasses to commemorate the innocence and imagination of our younger selves

And the stories they told
And the extraordinary tales they used to share

Singin’ yippee ki, yippee ki, yippee ki yay
Expressing a sense of joy and excitement, reminiscent of the famous cowboy exclamation

Back in the saddle, back in the day
Recalling the times when we were actively engaged in thrilling adventures, just like cowboys riding on horseback

Can’t help but thinkin’ it's all fallin’ away
Feeling a sense of regret and sadness as we realize that those exciting moments from the past are slipping away

As young men we lived life so true and brave
During our youth, we embraced life with honesty and courage

Dragon slayers, with damsels to save
Just like knights in fairy tales, we took on the role of defeating mythical creatures and rescuing damsels in distress

Sheriffs and outlaws, now old men with no cause
Previously, we played the roles of honorable lawmen and rebellious criminals, but now we are elderly individuals with no purpose

One hand on the bottle, one foot in the grave
Metaphorically, we find solace in alcohol while acknowledging our proximity to death

So, set ’em up, barkeep
Once again, please prepare and serve us more drinks, bartender

We’ll drink to old friends
Let's raise our glasses to honor our long-standing companions

And the stories they told
And the remarkable tales they shared with us

There’s no hope in the bottle
Recognizing that alcohol cannot provide us with true hope or happiness

No stars in the sky
Feeling a sense of emptiness and lack of guidance or inspiration

So we toast to our heroes
Therefore, let's make a symbolic gesture of celebrating our personal heroes

And try to make it through the night
And strive to endure the challenges and difficulties that we face

I stare at my glass, it’s empty
I gaze at my glass, which is devoid of any liquid

Not like I need nothin’ else here to tempt me
It's not that I require any additional temptation or enticement in this situation

World’s spinnin’ round way too fast
The world is moving and changing at an alarming speed

And all the good times are now just a memory
Reminiscing about the past, realizing that all the joyful moments have faded into mere memories

We'll drink to ourselves
Let's raise our glasses in a toast to our own existence

And stories well-told
And the engaging narratives we have recounted

Never knew what that meant, anyway
Admitting that we never truly understood the significance of the phrase 'yippee ki yay'

Can't help but thinkin’ it's all fallin’ away
Cannot avoid the thought that everything is slowly deteriorating

Back in the saddle, back in the day
Evoking a desire to return to the times when we were actively involved and in control of our lives

Singin’ yippee ki, yippee ki, yippee ki yay
Repeating the same exclamation of joy and excitement

Can't help but thinkin’ it's all fallin’ away
Continuing to acknowledge the gradual decline of what was once vibrant and fulfilling