Stupid Libations Letra

Between the patrons and the booze
I'm paid to listen to you
But I just look where you talk

Can't hear a word, can't hear a word that you say
Because if I listen to you I've got to carry that weight
It's not the same for pay
I think it might be you

So tired of people
people who aren't me
And easy women
who settle for these louse
Yeah
That drink can stand us down
Gone to the nearest one's vein
And make out

you were a good man, you were a good man once
Now your a bitter rule of how not to wind up
Not that I can't relate
Think it's because I can