Rogue's March
Shut Up And Drink
It?s four a.m. now and I?m falling on the floor I just need one more drink? just one more The lady on my left buys me a glass of gin She may be Irish Catholic but she?s awful fond of sin Fuck everything?shut up and drink I don?t want to hear your shit tonight I don?t want to think It?s six a.m. now and the lady said goodbye Left me alone with Tommy ?cause the bottom shelf was dry He belts Delta Dawn like a trucker from the South But Alabama boys don?t throw Guinness down their mouths Eight a.m. now?just fell out of a cab Said a quick prayer for Tommy? I guess it?s kind of sad He?s a little closer to heaven, slumped headfirst in his bar He may be an alcoholic, but he wants to be a star No! Well, maybe! Yes, baby! One more!
From Letras Mania