Doublewhiskeycokenoice - Dillinger Four

Sometimes it’s simple things that make it hard

Spoiled baby T’s with credit cards

Overtime always on my mind

Could have been’s eat away in side 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 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 jackass sing his line about

How he used to hang out somewhere «back in the day»

Knowing terms only that an asshole would say

So I sat there drinking more

Thinking about drinking more

Nelson Algren came to me

And 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 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 Remembered»

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 here tonight

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

I’ll ignore the whole world tonight

It will be alright