Whiskey In Hell - Anarbor, Austin

I smoke a pack a day

Cause I like the buzz

I roll two cause

One just ain’t enough

I like 'em classy

Cause I’m all grown up

I’ll take 'em trashy

When I’m kinda drunk

You may not like me

And I’m okay with it

Expect a swing or two

If you’re talking shit

When I’m drinking

I’m just not thinking

Hit me with another round

I hope they serve whiskey in hell,

Cause I’m already on my way.

And I’ve fucked up,

You can’t save me now.

Cause I’m already on my way

And I’ll buy the first round

If you come down.

I hope they serve whiskey in hell.

And I’ve been rotting slowly

From the inside out.

Gagged on my dreams

And let my mother down

It takes a monster

To attract a crowd.

Pissing on the world

Until I’m in the ground.

Life’s a bitch

You eat, sleep, repeat and die.

Kissing bottles with the devil til' the sunrise.

When I’m drinking,

I’m just not thinking.

Hit me with another round.

I hope they serve whiskey in hell,

(Cause I’m already on my way.)

And I’ve fucked up,

You can’t save me now.

(Cause I’m already on my way.)

And I’ll buy the first round

If you come down

I hope they serve whiskey in hell

I walk by faith and not by sight

I’ll look you in the eyes and

Tell you, tell you

I was right.

I hope they serve whiskey in hell

(Cause I’m already on my way)

And I’ve fucked up

You can’t save me now

(Cause I’m already on my way)

And I’ll buy the first round

If you come down.

I hope they serve whiskey in hell.

I hope they serve whiskey in hell,

Cause I’m already on my way.

And I’ve fucked up,

You can’t save me now.

Cause I’m already on my way.

And I’ll buy the first round

If you come

And I’ll buy the first round

If you come down

I hope they serve whiskey in hell.