Shock waves to a tired brain, sends that hungry lady to my door again. She's my shelter from the storm when I feel the rain, entertaining white powder.
Smoke that herb and clear your mind.
Smoking wildwood flower got to be a habit, we didn't see no harm. We thought it was kind of handy, to take a trip and never leave the farm.
Snorting cocaine is like feeding pork to the brain.
So many things can get you high, I'm gonna try them all just once before I die.
Staring at the world through the bottom of a glass, all I see is a man who's fading fast.
Stick a needle in your arm, you bite the dust, you buy the farm.
Subtract out the impact and the fall is all you get. So here's two beers to remember why and three more to forget.
Success is my drug of choice.
Sweet cherry wine, so very fine, take it on down, pass it all around.
Ten thousand million nightmares, temptation by the score, I used to get so high, and still I wanted more. You think my time is wasted in search of who I am, I tried so hard to kill the boy inside the man.
The first time I lose I drink whiskey, second time I lose I drink gin. Third time I lose I drink anything 'cause I think I'm gonna win.
The mind of a drunken fool is a useless tool.
The poison came in liquid, she was naked all the time.
The radio is blastin', someone's knockin' at the door. I'm lookin' at my girlfriend, she's passed out on the floor.
The turn I made was not the one I planned. And I watched my social standing slip away from me, while I watched the bottle slowly take command.
There's an old man sitting next to me, making love to his tonic and gin.
Tighten my headband for an extra rush.
Tonight I'm the designated drinker.
Valium would have helped that bash.
Wasting away again in Margaritaville, searching for my lost shaker of salt.
We call for the three great stimulants of the exhausted ones, artifice, brutality, and innocence.
We don't smoke marijuana in Muskogee, we don't take trips on LSD. We don't burn our draft cards down on Main Street, we like living right and free.
We drank a toast to innocence, we drank a toast to now. And tried to reach beyond the emptiness, but neither one knew how.
We drown our doubts in dry champagne and soothe our souls with fine cocaine. I don't know why I even care, we get so high and get nowhere.
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