Doublewhiskeycokenoice

Some times it's simple things that make it hard Spoiled baby tee's with credit cards Overtime always on my mind Could-have-beens eat away inside now Praise God and pass the bottle of Beam 'Cause 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 no mind, everything is fine 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" Knowing terms only an asshole would say So I sat there drinking more Thinking about drinking more Nelson Algren came to me He said "Celebrate the ugly things" The beat-up side of what they call pride Could be the measure of these days God save Otis Redding 'cause I know he's never gone As the cig falls from this mouth, hear me sing it wrong Is it "Cigarettes and Coffee" now or dreams to be remembered? I'll leave regrets for dead and sing along Now I'm reaching for the phone, I don't want to be alone I've got some friends here tonight I got a basement full of booze and some blues to lose I'll ignore the whole world tonight It'll be alright.