Too Much Blood - Wednesday 13

I’ve got a shotgun

A bottle of Jack

Going to hell and I ain’t ever coming back

Last call for alcohol

I’ll tell you when I’m done

Wanted in ten states

A motherfucker on the run

Now let’s go

So tell me when did drinking become a crime

Your whining and complaining

Is cutting into my drinking time

I’ve got too much blood in my

Too much blood in my

Too much blood in my

Too much blood in my

Too much blood in my

Too much blood in my

Too much blood in my alcohol system

I’m whisky bent and I’m feeling fine

Well, I’ve been up and down

It happens every time

Broken bottles don’t mend broken hearts

Home wrecker 101

Now where do we start

Now let’s go

So tell me when did drinking become a crime

Your whining and complaining

Is cutting into my drinking time

I’ve got too much blood in my

Too much blood in my

Too much blood in my

Too much blood in my

Too much blood in my

Too much blood in my

Too much blood in my alcohol system

On your mark

Get ready and

Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink

So tell me when did drinking become a crime

Your whining and complaining

Is cutting into my drinking time

I’ve got too much blood in my

Too much blood in my

Too much blood in my

Too much blood in my

Too much blood in my

Too much blood in my

Too much blood in my alcohol system