Текст песни VIOLENT FEMMES - Don't Start Me On The Liquor
VIOLENT FEMMES - Don't Start Me On The Liquor слова песни
Текст песни VIOLENT FEMMES - Don't Start Me On The Liquor
on't start me on the liquorI'll drink it all down straightI'll make a toast to loveBut I drink the mostWhen I got somebody to hateI'm an old manI got an old man's pain( )Will the morningWill the morning ever come againWell, I'm likin' lickin' a lotta liquorI'm drivin' down the drinkI'll take a toast to lifeBut I drink the mostWhen my devil start to thinkI'm an old manI got an old man's painWill the morningWill the morning ever come againOh, I could drink, drink, drinkSo I can't think, think, thinkI got a hope or a homeIn this life I'm all aloneOn this long cold lonely night of frightFollowed by a lonely day 'Til there's nothing left I can sayExcept I didn't know I was sickAnd so I got sickerHe's a low down lyingPeckerwood cotton pickerDon't start me on the liquor I got nothing more to sayI had a little moneyBut it all flown awayAnd I said oh man