Текст песни Doublewhiskeycokenoice

Some times it's simplenet things that make it hard

Spoiled baby tee's with credit cards

Overtime always on my mind

Could have beens eating away inside now

Praise God and pass the bottle of Beam

Because tonight I can't seem to say what I mean

Don't know if I would even if I could, Amen.

Somehow this seems like borrowed time

Pay it no mind, Everything is find

But sometimes I'd rather hear laughter

While this whole place died.

A Johnny Jump-Up is a lovely thing

A pint of cider and some whiskey

I had four dead inside of me

Just to hear this jack-ass sing his line about

How he used to hang out somewhere "back in the day"

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So I sat there drinking more

Thinking about drinking more

Nelson Algren came to me

And said clebrate the ugly things

The beat up side of what they call pride

Could be the measure of what they call pride

Could be the measure of these days

God save Otis Redding because I know he's never gone

As sick falls from this mouth hear me sing it wrong

Is it "cigarettes and coffee" now or dreams to be remebered

I'll leave regrets for dead and sing along

So I'm reaching for the phone, I don't want to be alone

I want to get some friends ehre tonight

I got a basement full of booze and some blues to lose

I'll ignore the whole world tonight

It will be alright.