Текст песни Beth Hart - Bottle Of Jesus
Beth Hart - Bottle Of Jesus слова песни
I got my wine and cigarettesThese twenty cents is all I got leftDon`t bother me, I`m trying to swimI guess I`ll lay around all daySit back and smile just fade away.A drunk yard dog is what I amBreak out the bottle of JesusPlug in the black light rosarySomebody`s waiting to save meI know my neighbors wish I`d dieI`m much too loud when I get highI think I`ll send around some pieI`ll spike that dish with a touch of herbIt`ll numb their lipsAnd soothe their nervesI`ll build my kingdom on the curbBreak out the bottle of JesusPlug in the black light rosarySomebody`s waiting to save meBe it rain or shineI`ll get high like summertime.It`s an All-Americana party timeTell that landlord manI`ll kick that bastard like a canIt`s an All-Americana party timeI don`t listen to rules or GospelThey`re just trying to shut me up.Call me the master of "ole misfortuneA weasel a weaselin` away.Dear Lord. Hold the sight.Oh Lord. Gonna set me free