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Stumblin' drunk, stumblin' drunk

18 beers & I'm stumblin drunk

Stumblin' drunk, stumblin' drunk

18 beers & I'm stumblin drunk

I got a 12 & a 6 pack too

I drink fifty I don't drink blue

I got a 12 & a 6 pack too

I drink fifty I don't drink blue

Stumblin' drunk, stumblin' drunk

18 beers & I'm stumblin drunk

Stumblin' drunk, stumblin' drunk

18 beers & I'm stumblin drunk

Well,a nickel is a nickel

and a bottle is a dime

I take my empties back all the time

a nickel is a nickel

and a bottle is a dime

I take my empties back all the time

Stumblin' drunk, stumblin' drunk

18 beers & I'm stumblin drunk

Stumblin' drunk, stumblin' drunk

18 beers & I'm stumblin drunk

Gonna drink my beer and it won't be long

when I'm done I'm gonna sing this song

Gonna drink my beer and it won't be long

when I'm done I'm gonna sing this song

Stumblin' drunk, stumblin' drunk

18 beers & I'm stumblin drunk

Stumblin' drunk, stumblin' drunk

18 beers & I'm stumblin drunk

Well,theres two more fifty's sittin in the case

when their down I'll be shitfaced

theres two more fifty's sittin in the case

when their down I'll be shitfaced

Stumblin' drunk, stumblin' drunk

18 beers & I'm stumblin drunk

Stumblin' drunk, stumblin' drunk

18 beers & I'm stumblin drunk

Last night I slept with my boots on again,

one cut on my forehead and one my chin,

on the hard old floor with nothin to cover up with.

You got me real good, girl, and I must admit,

you pack purty mean punch for such a pretty little dish.

And it's a shame to know most folks don't ever know love like this.

Awesome Esau! Who's that by?

DBT

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My first wife told me, you need to get a life

My second wife told me to get another wife

I brought a bottle and the Impala's parked by that tree

So come on darling, if you want to be number three

Sometimes I feel like sh!t

Sometimes it ain't half of it

Sometimes I'm so high I'm scared to go to sleep

Sometimes I'm lower than the company I keep

Ain't held down no job since 1984

I get by holding up convenience stores

I get by on liquor, guns and luck

But I'm scared to death which one might run out first

Sometimes I feel like sh!t

Sometimes it ain't half of it

Sometimes I'm so high I'm scared to go to sleep

Sometimes I'm lower than the company I keep

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Is that a jughead original or did someone else do it first?

Jughead original.

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Everybody slap,everybody sigh

everybody scoot the boot

bound to get high

all the ladies shake

all the fellas let it hang

boom boom da' booty,ring-a-ding-a-ling

break it out you get busted

weaponized virus musket

you sing a song and busk it

a weaponized virus musket

crows feat,rosie cheeks

you gots to guarantee

you gots mud on your slipper

and sit a smokin tea

break it out you get busted

weaponized virus musket

you sing a song and busk it

a weaponized virus musket

jelly on the belly

gravy on your face

fattie on your tongue

its a ticklish taste

T-H-C-B-I-T-C-H

T-H-C-B-I-T-C-H

break it out you get busted

weaponized virus musket

you sing a song and busk it

a weaponized virus musket

everybody slap,everybody sigh

everybody scoot the boot

bought to get high

all the ladies shake

all the fellas let it hang

boom boom da' booty,ring-a-ding-a-ling

a weaponized virus musket

a weaponized virus musket

a weaponized virus musket

T-H-C-B-I-T-C-H

T-H-C-B-I-T-C-H

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Here by the sea and sand

Nothing ever goes as planned,

I just couldn't face going home

It was just a drag on my own.

They finally threw me out

My mom got drunk on stout,

My dad couldn't stand on two feet,

As he lectured about morality.

Now I guess the family's complete,

With me hanging round on the street

Or here on the beach.

The girl I love

Is a perfect dresser,

Wears every fashion

Gets it to the tee.

Heavens above,

I got to match her

She knows just how

She wants her man to be

Leave it to me.

My jacket's gonna be cut slim and checked

Maybe a touch of seersucker with an open neck

I ride a G.S. scooter with my hair cut neat

I wear my wartime coat in the wind and sleet.

I see her dancing

Across the ballroom

UV light making starshine

Of her smile.

I am the face,

She has to know me,

I'm dressed up better than anyone

Within a mile.

So how come the other kids look so much better?

Without even a penny they dress to the letter.

How come the girls come on oh so cool

Yet when you meet 'em, every one's a fool?

Come sleep on the beach

Keep within my reach

I just want to die with you near

I'm feeling so high with you here.

I'm wet and I'm cold

But thank God I ain't old

I should have split home at fifteen

Why didn't I ever say what I mean?

There's a story that the grass is so green,

What did I see?

Where have I been?

Nothing is planned, by the sea and the sand

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There was a boy who had a toy

But it was no car or train

The toy that he had was the best toy in the world

The toy was called his brain

This toy could talk,

this toy could think

There was no limit at all

Then one day this perfect toy broke

So now he thinks nothing but broken thoughts

So now he plays each and every day

With his broken toy

When this toy turned out to be his brain

No one else wanted to play,

yeah!

So now he plays each and every day

With his broken toy

When the toy turned out to be his brain

No one else wanted to play,

yeah!

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Uncommon

Something about me stinks

something about me smells

I don't want that to be, how you remember me

Something about me stinks

If I was not so strange

if I can only change

I wouldn't be so far, from standing where you are

If I was not so strange

Everywhere I look is south

everywhere I look is south

If I could clear my vision now, I could hear you nice and loud Everywhere I look is south

Something about me's weak

if I could only tweak

myself from the inside out, I could turn my life around

if I was not so weak

Doesn't have to be the only way to common ground

Absence was an option only waiting to be found

But the further that I float along, the sooner I could sink

And in the end what really matters that if you feel that you could think of me the same

If I was not so strange

if I can only change

myself from the inside out, I could turn my life around

If I was not so strange

Something about me's weak

if I could only tweak

myself from run-around, I could be a (frown?)

if I was not so weak

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Mary Jane, Mary Jane, Mary Jane

You're always in my brain and you help me ease the pain

Cuz when you're not around I just don't feel the same

I can't be your one and only but I know you're not to blame

I never hold ya can't hold ya won't hold ya down

Cuz you got that kind of love that needs to be spread around

Some people don't approve of me being with ya kiddo

They say you're bad for me, and my momma says ditto

When I walk up witcha, my buddies wanna hit cha

I know you been with others but you know I'll never quit ya

And even though sometimes you got my mind stressed out

Five minutes with you baby and you got my body stretched out

Mary Mary Mary Jane

Early in the morning, you gave me a buzz

I picked up the phone and didn't know who the fu©k it was

I feel like Johnny Gill I wanna wrap your body tight

Lick you from head to toe and watch you glow like a Lite Brite

I met you at the park around three

When I got there you was loungin in the car with my homey

He said he needed a dove so I slipped him one

And said "C'mon Mary Jane and let's have a little fun"

I got you in the sack, I got you in the sack

And like Helen tellin Jack, there's no turnin back

She's the queen of the ghetto, ask my buddy Tom

Mary Jane is the bomb, Mary Jane

Yeah, do you love me, do you love me

Mary Jane Mary Jane, do you love me, do you love me

Mary Mary, why you got me buggin?

Look what the homies done drug in... Mary Jane

Prettier than any model

I met her at a house party sippin on a bottle

Her dress has got a nice fit I'm locked like a vice grip

She's the type I'd like to spend the rest of my life with

I would if I could but I know I can't support her

Can't take her on vacation, wouldn't make it past the border

When she ain't around I get the feeling that I need her

Mary Jane be acting white but I ain't caught the jungle fever

But she be so thin that I could slip her in my pocket

I lick her then I knock it till I'm higher than a rocket

Whenever she's in the same room with my friends

They all trip because she's dope and she don't want me for my ends

So just to make em jealous when she walks up to me

I reach out and grab her by the booty, Mary Jane

Mary Jane Mary Jane

Mary Jane Mary Jane

My eyes are red, but not from cryin

Whenever Mary Jane runs out, I sit there sighin'

Sayin to myself,

"When oh when will Mary Jane come back

Where oh where can I find Mary at..."

I jump into my Benz and start my search all through the hood

Cuz all the spots she used to hang in ain't up to no good

But needless to say, I kept lookin and I found her

Right on the corner of Central and Allandra

I picked her up quick and in a hurry

And then all of a sudden the undercover swooped in flurries

I said, "Hold up! Don't shoot. I know this looks like a kidnap;

but all I want to do is get my Mary Jane back."

They took me to the station, giving me some sation

and some jib about leaving Mary Jane at the crib

They let me go but they kept her, because they had a bounty

On her cuz she's wanted from here to Humboldt County

I left with a frown cuz Mary Jane was locked down

Once again I had lost my best friend...

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She looks as an African queen,

she eating twelve chapattis and cream,

she tastes as Mongolian lamb,

she coming from out of Bahran.

What a shame Mary Jane

had a pain at the party.

What a shame Mary Jane.

What a shame Mary Jane

had a pain at the party.

She like to be married with Yeti,

he grooving such cooky spaghetti,

she jumping as Mexican bean

to make that her body more thin.

What a shame Mary Jane

had a pain at the party.

What a shame Mary Jane.

What a shame Mary Jane

had a pain at the party.

She catch Patagonian pancake

with that one a gin party makes.

She having all the ways good contacts,

she making with Apple an contract.

What a shame Mary Jane

had a pain at the party.

What a shame Mary Jane.

What a shame Mary Jane

had a pain at the party.

All together now:

What a shame Mary Jane

had a pain at the party.

What a shame Mary Jane.

What a shame Mary Jane

had a pain at the party.

She looks as an African queen,

she tastes as Mongolian lamb.

What a shame Mary Jane

had a pain at the party.

What a shame Mary Jane.

What a shame Mary Jane

had a pain at the party.

What a shame Mary Jane

had a pain at the party.

What a shame Mary Jane.

What a shame Mary Jane

had a pain at the party.

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The shouters came for you that night

"We need you for a higher cause"

You'll never be a boy again

You'll never be a boy again

They took you to a fallen place

You wore the badge of their disgrace

The world is full of thieves

You'll never be a boy again

They filled your ears with sugar

They dipped your legs in plaster

They shot your mouth with novocaine

and sealed your eyes with bandages

They crush the kiss with their success

They crush the kids with their success

I have not come these many miles

to fool you in these sacred isles

The war is in the mind

The war is in the mind

I give to you a piece of mine

I give to you a peace of mind

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i want to be a rock star and travel really far

and buy me a big expensive car

and make lots of money

and find me a honey

and live in a nice big house

where it's sunny

with a pool and i'll be cool

i'll always have a gig 'cause i'll be big

i'll have parties and friends

and places to go

the only problem is

i play the banjo

i'm a post hee-haw mover

a funkadelic punk rock groover

a cross between bela fleck and

eddie vedder but better

i'll win a grammy for the way i pick

i'll be an instrumental monster

with tons of new licks

and all the babes will love me

sell out shows

the only problem is

i play the banjo

i play the banjo, play the banjo

play the banjo, i play the banjo

i'll have a leer jet and a limousine

and everywhere i go my fans will scream

"hey banjo boy we love you

i wish that we could all play the banjo too"

and you'll see me on the tv talk show

with dave and conan and jay leno

the only problem is

i play the banjo

hear me boys, hear my rhyme,

picking on the banjo all the time

hear me boys, hear my song,

picking on the banjo all day long

i say pick it

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Well I was drinkin' last night with a biker

And I showed him a picture of you

I said, "Pal get to know her, you'll like her"

Seemed like the least I could do.

Cause when he's chargin' his chopper

Up and down your carpeted halls

You will think I am dressed up quite proper

Never mind how I stumble and fall.

You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot

For taste of your elegant pride

I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe

But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.

Cause you're a sweet little softcore pretender

Somehow, babe, it got as hot as it gets

With her black leather and gold spike suspenders

And your chain, your black whip and pets.

Well we know you're the reincarnation

Of the infamous Catherine the Great

And we know how you love the ovation

And the scene that it seems to create.

You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot

For taste of your elegant pride

I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe

But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.

You analyze me, tend to despise me

You laugh when I stumble and fall

There may come a say when I'll dance on your grave

Unable to dance I'll still crawl across it

Unable to dance I'll still crawl

Unable to dance I'll still crawl

Unable to dance I'll crawl.

You must really consider the circus

It just might be your kind of zoo

I can't think of a place that's more perfect

For a person as perfect as you.

And it's not like I'm leaving you lonely

Cause I wouldn't know where to begin

Well I know you wake up here only

When the snakes come marching in.

You imagine me sipping champagne from your boot

For taste of your elegant pride

I may be going to hell in a bucket, babe

But at least I'm enjoying the ride, at least I'll enjoy the ride.

Ride, ride, ride

Ride, ride, ride

Ride, ride, ride

At least I'll enjoy the ride.

At least I'll enjoy the ride.

AT LEAST I'LL ENJOY THE RIDE.

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[color:"purple"]May your dad rest well down in hell tonight

I never liked him much, but he gave me a bite of his hot dog

When we went golfing

In San Clemente

With Richard Nixon

But I was bored

So I prayed to the Lord

Ha, give me a war

'Cause I'm so bored

And I want more

In a real fu©king war

Well I'm bored with Iran and I'm bored with Iraq

Egypt and Israel and Yassir Arafat

The Falklands was cool but it was too damn short

I want a real war 'cause I built a bitchin' fort

May your sister rest well in her bed tonight

I never liked her much, but she made me feel good last Christmas

In your mom's station wagon

Behind 7-11

She was just fourteen

But I was bored

So I prayed to the Lord

Ha, give me a war

'Cause I'm so bored

And I want more

In a real fu©king war

Well I'm bored with the Contras and Colonel Quadhafi

The Ayatollah's dead, but he made really great coffee

With my rifle in my arms I feel really swell

I wanna join the army and kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill

May your uncle rest well in his cell tonight

I never liked him much but he took me down to Tijuana

We drank tequila

And watched your mom dance

At the Bambi club

But I was bored

So I prayed to the Lord

Ha, give me a war

'Cause I'm so bored

And I want more

In a real fu©king war

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I often think about her when the night comes and I'm hugging the road

I know I couldn't trace her I can barely begin to place her chronologically

Just a flurry of white dresses and second guesses, now less is much more to me

If I really think about it its all I ever think about

My landord's

been shooting

bullets into paper birds

when he's drunk,

he's immaculate,

especially before noon

What I'm trying to do

with these paper birds

is to find a better way to bleed,

one that's more accurate...

and I'll practice my aim

maybe master my game

and know my song well before it leaves my lips

Your head is cracked, your feet are scratched,

your warrior blood can handle that.

Your head is cracked, your teeth are black,

your warrior blood can handle.....

When the lady finished crying I knew I had to say something to comfort her

But all I've learned from love is that what you love can be what destroys you

Yeah, its just a flower fading, congratulating your vanity's champion

It's the blood I want to shed before I'm old or even dead

It's the blood I want to shed before I'm old or even dead

It's the blood I want to shed before I'm old or even dead

It's the blood I want to shed before I'm old or even dead

My landlord's

been shooting

bullets into paper birds

He's the last

of a dying breed,

the pharmacist with wings

What I'm trying to do

with these paper birds

is to find a better way to bleed,

one that's immaculate

and all

these targets

that I hit

can go on

my refrigerator

for all my friends to see

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The other night when I come in, so drunk I couldn't see

I hooked my toe in the old doormat and fell as flat as I could be

I had me a little old bottle o' booze (and I didn't have no more)

When I fell down - the cork flew outta the bottle (Plop!-glug glug glug....hic) - 'n spilled it

There's a little old rat in his hidin' place, he got that whiskey scent

He slipped right up 'n he got him a sssshrlp, 'n back to his hole he went

Says back to his hole he went, back to his hole he went

He slipped right up 'n he got him a sssshrlp (he's drinkin' it all) 'n back to his hole he

went

He slipped right up to my puddle o' gin and he lapped up more and more

He says "Doggone, my red-eyed soul, I'm a-gonna get drunk once more"

"I gonna get drunk once more, I'm a-gonna get drunk once more

He says "Doggone, my red-eyed soul, I'm a-gonna get drunk once more"

He washed his face with his front paws and on his hind leg he sat

And he's a-gettin' pretty high when he winked one eye and he says "(hic) Hey, where's that

old tom-cat?"

"Now where's that old tom-cat? I said where's that old tom-cat?

He's a-gettin' high when he winked one eye and he says "(hic) Hey, buddy, where's

that old tom-cat? (I can lick him and his brother)"

The old tom-cat come a-slippin' in, dashed over to the middle o' the floor

The cat jumped over and the rat got sober and he never got drunk no more

He didn' get drunk no more, no he never got drunk no more

The cat jumped over and the rat got sober (poor little feller) and he never got drunk no more

(Doc Watson)

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I swear, I swear, I do declare

down to the soles of my shoes

my grass is green,as trees in Spring,

And the sky is blue.

Ants are crawl'n around the melon,

The melon spiked with gin.

I swear, I swear,I do declare,

gonna have a slice a melon again.

I wanna see you naked baby,

see your titties sittin up high,

Mash potatoes and butter,and all that other,

we gonna do it up right.

Ants are crawl'n around the melon,

The melon spiked with gin.

I swear, I swear,I do declare,

gonna have a slice a melon again.

I gotta put down my old brown cow,

I gotta put down my brown cow.

She was hurt when we was work'n,

I gotta put down my brown cow.

Load'n up my old .22,

I put the gun to her head.

I pulled the trigger, jus like I figured,

That old brown cow was dead.....now......

Ants are crawl'n around the melon,

The melon spiked with gin.

I swear, I swear,I do declare,

gonna have a slice a melon again.

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I've been beat up bad, I've been kicked around

I've been thrown out of every old bar in this dang town

- this old town

I guess they don't like the way we like to have our fun

'cause I'm always out there and I'm on the run

and I'm runnin' and a gunnin' and a lookin' for a real good time

I've done so much trip I can't look you in the eye

even though I's tryin' to find that umltimate high

and I was hangin' out with my good friend, and his name is David Allan Coe

Well I was runnin' real hard, and he was runnin' real fast

and we got caught up, up there at the pass

but we ended up at this bar on the side of that road

I've been beat up bad, I've been kicked around

I've been thrown out of every dang bar in this old town

- this old town

I guess they don't like the way we like to have our fun

'cause I'm always out there and I'm on the run

and I'm runnin' and a gunnin' and a lookin' for a real good time

I've done so much trip I can't look you in the eye

even though I was trying to find that ultimate high

And I was hanging with my other good friend, his name was Mister George Jones

Well I was messed up bad, and he was messed up right

Me and George we sat and talked all night

About the good times and how country music's lost it's soul

I've been beat up bad, I've been kicked around

I've been thrown out of every dang bar in this old town

- this old town

I guess they don't like the way we like to have our fun

'cause I'm always out there and I'm on the run

and I'm runnin' and a gunnin' and a lookin' for a real good time

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People say I'm no good and crazy as a loon

Cause I get stoned in the mornin, get drunk in the afternoon

Kinda like my ole blue tick hound I like to lay around in the shade

And I ain't got no money but I've damn sure got it made

Chorus:

And I ain't askin' nobody for nothing

If I can't get it on my own

If you don't like the way I'm livin'

You just leave this long haired country boy alone

Preacher man talkin' on the radio, puttin' down the rock and roll

He wants me to send a donation cause he's worried about my soul

He said Jesus walked on the water and I know that it's true

But sometimes I think that preacher man might do a little walkin', too

Chorus

Poor girl wants to marry and the rich girl wants to flirt

Rich man goes to college and the poor man goes to work

A drunkard wants another drink of wine and the politician wants a vote

I don't want much of nothing at all but I will take another toke

Chorus

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Maybe different, but remember

Winters warm there you and I,

Kissing whiskey by the fire

With the snow outside

And the summer comes

The river swims at midnight

Shiver cold

Touch the bottom, you and I

With muddy toes

Stay or leave

I want you not to go

But you should

It was good, as good goes

Stay or leave

I want you not to go

But you did

Wake up naked drinking coffee,

Making plans to change the world

While the world is changing us...

It was good good love.

You used to laugh under the covers

Maybe not so often now

But the way I used to laugh with you

Was loud and hard

Stay or leave

I want you not to go

But you should

It was good as good goes

Stay or leave

I want you not to go

But you did

So what to do

With the rest of today's afternoon, hey

Isn't it strange how we change

Everything we did

Did I do all that i should?

That I could'a done?

Remember we used to dance

And everyone wanted to be

You and me?

I want to be too

What day is this

Besides the day you left me?

What day is this

Besides the day you went?

So what to do

With the rest of the day's afternoon, hey

Well isn't it strange how we change

Everything we did

Did I do all that I could

Remember we used to dance

And everyone wanted to be you and me?

I want to be too

What day is this

Besides the day you went babe

What day is this?

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