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The Whiskey Ballet

Once in a while when we fall down Rarely ever is there anybody else around To take all of our sorrows and misery away We seem to suffer to our dying day A maelstrom of voices swirl through our heads A bunch of mixed up words from what people said Saying that this is what life is about But this ain't what I want and that I don't doubt I'm drowning the bad thoughts deep in my brain I'm gonna slam a 60-pound and flush my mind away I'll wake up in a ditch or in my bloody grave The ballad of the whiskey ballet It's cheaper for a bottle than a stinkin' bar Where all the blasted bastards and the ditchpigs are I like to drink alone with no one else around I drink all I want on my own slammin' ground I don't need someone telling me that I'm being too damned loud I don't need anyone treating me like a drunk and foolish clown I'll just turn around and belch into whomevers face and waltz away on my own cloud by my own staggering pace I'll be belching and mumbling,kicking and stumbling puking and yelling,going to Hell andfighting and bleeding The world will take heed and crashing and crawling to the ballad of the whiskey ballet!!

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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