Doublewhiskeycokenoice Lyrics - Midwestern Songs Of The Americas - Dillinger Four

Some times it's simplenet things that make it hard 

Spoiled baby tee's with credit cards 

Overtime always on my mind 

Could have beens eating away inside now 

Praise God and pass the bottle of Beam 

Because tonight I can't seem to say what I mean 

Don't know if I would even if I could, Amen. 

Somehow this seems like borrowed time 

Pay it no mind, Everything is find 

But sometimes I'd rather hear laughter 

While this whole place died. 

A Johnny Jump-Up is a lovely thing 

A pint of cider and some whiskey 

I had four dead inside of me 

Just to hear this jack-ass sing his line about 

How he used to hang out somewhere "back in the day" 

Knowing terms only an asshole would say 

So I sat there drinking more 

Thinking about drinking more 

Nelson Algren came to me 

And said clebrate the ugly things 

The beat up side of what they call pride 

Could be the measure of what they call pride 

Could be the measure of these days 

God save Otis Redding because I know he's never gone 

As sick falls from this mouth hear me sing it wrong 

Is it "cigarettes and coffee" now or dreams to be remebered 

I'll leave regrets for dead and sing along 

So I'm reaching for the phone, I don't want to be alone 

I want to get some friends ehre tonight 

I got a basement full of booze and some blues to lose 

I'll ignore the whole world tonight 

It will be alright.