Ha, This One Is About Alcohol Too - ATMOSPHERE

OK, I’mma have to see some I.D.

from everybody here, except you huh

So what’s it gonna be?

You all look like whiskey people to me

Never sick of listening to your problems

Your boss threatened that you’re gonna lose your job then

You fought with your neighbour and he called the cops man

Your wife left you and she took the dog, damn!

Looks like you came to the right place

Take a shot just to wash away the taste

We don’t know your name but everybody knows your mad face

Save that seat for anyone that caught a bad case

Every day is overcast, pains in the lower back

Bones that you didn’t even know you had

Not sure but you think your best friend stole your lawn mower

…That would explain why he stopped coming over

You ain’t seen the doctor in a while

Even longer for the dentist, I can tell by your smile

Still making payments on a car

That’s sitting on a spare flat in your backyard

Stacks of bills on a messy kitchen counter

Ring around the blue-collar cause the hot water heater’s down

Here, put a couple of these down

And sing the blues like they supposed to sound

Here comes a beer, catch all your tears

Drink the remedy, forget about your problems

Here comes a shot, lose all your thoughts

Drink the remedy, forget about your problem

This one’s on me, fix you for free

Drink the remedy, forget about everythang

This one’s on me, got what you need

And take your medicine, you’ll feel better friend

Wha-What?

You know what?

You know, I’mma turn the TV on

I’mma turn the TV on, I don’t want to hear about this

Used to be you just get in the car and steer

All alone, just you and them stars up there

Find a highway outside of the gen-pop

Turn up the music, go till the engine stops

And that’s life but with these gas prices

It’s cheaper to just drink yourself to sleep, huh

Dependency can be your best friend once you know

That drugs and alcohol is all you’ve got that’s dependable

It’s enough to make you wanna huff on paint again

And lock yourself in the bathroom with the Jameson

Nah man, come down here and make a friend

If you do right, won’t remember tonight

We still open so have another cold one

Until you don’t recognise where you woke up

And don’t throw up, nah hold your liquor

My tattoo’d gorilla be quick to eighty-six ya

Now get lost in the river of smoke

As it floats towards the ceiling that measures your growth

Life is better with a poor memory

But don’t forget to leave a tip on the bar for the remedy

Ay buddy wake up, wake up

Wake up, there’s no sleeping at the bar man, get up

It’s time to settle out your tab

You’ve had, you’ve had enough

You’ve got, you’ve got to go home, wake up

Yo, aiyyo, ay Stevie come over here man, check this guy

This dude dead?

Hey buddy