Black Monday - The Union

Sing it loud, sing it sweet

With hellfire fury, stomping your feet

If fortune leaves you in a bar downtown

Take your self-pity and drink it down

Cuervo’s revenge on a sunny day

My eyes are red, skin is grey

There was a time when it wasn’t this way

Just the glass, the bottle and me

She was a dancer with expensive taste

I played the markets 'til Black Monday

She took the rest and ever since that day

It’s the glass, the bottle and me

So sing it loud, sing it sweet

With hellfire fury, stomping your feet

If fortune leaves you in a bar downtown

Take your self-pity and drink it down

Tired of do-gooders trying to make me change

Saying mend your ways before you lose your friends

I tell them over and over again

It’s the glass, the bottle and me

Sing it loud, sing it sweet

With hellfire fury, stomping your feet

If fortune leaves you in a bar downtown

Take your self-pity and drink it down

Standing here on the edge of self-destruction

Biding my time

Waiting for Lady Luck to call my name

And drag me away

Cuervo’s revenge on a sunny day

My eyes are red, skin is grey

There was a time when it wasn’t this way

Just the glass, the bottle and me

Sing it loud, sing it sweet

With hellfire fury, stomping your feet

If fortune leaves you in a bar downtown

Take your self-pity and drink it down

Drink it all down

Take your self-pity

And drink it down