Rogue's March
Shut Up And Drink
It?s four a.m. now
and I?m falling on the floor
I just need one more drink?
just one more
The lady on my left
buys me a glass of gin
She may be Irish Catholic but she?s awful fond of sin
Fuck everything?shut up and drink
I don?t want to hear your shit tonight
I don?t want to think
It?s six a.m. now
and the lady said goodbye
Left me alone with Tommy ?cause the bottom shelf was dry
He belts Delta Dawn like a trucker from the South
But Alabama boys don?t throw Guinness down their mouths
Eight a.m. now?just fell out of a cab
Said a quick prayer for Tommy?
I guess it?s kind of sad
He?s a little closer to heaven, slumped headfirst in his bar
He may be an alcoholic, but he wants to be a star
No! Well, maybe! Yes, baby! One more!
From Paroles Mania