Gama Bomb - Drinkers, Inc. lyrics

If you're on the scratcher and you're sitting on your hole Take heart you better get smart If you've only got a fiver and you wanna lose control Be wise you gotta improvise At the bottom of the fridge you'll find the answer to your prayers Drink it neat and take it to the street Bargain basement booze that'll give you curly hairs Ice cold, Dutch Gold In the great outdoors in the middle of December Numb toes with your a** exposed Throwing up in the can*l it's a night you won't remember Rites of pa**age feeling ma**ive Your tongue goes numb you got smoke in your eye Pouring down your neck, you're a wreck Drinking under bridges because such you're a cla**y guy Feeling right, getting super tight Next day when you wake up and you feel like human dirt On the bathroom tiles, can't smile Curry from the chipper down the front of your shirt Such bright light, it's just not right Piecing it together like columbo on a case Your brain is shot, crying quite a lot There's only one solution to the terror on your face Another can's your only man Busted jocks Wasted nights Empty pockets Tools and pipes Sleeping rough Jocks and hash Toothless nights GANG: out of cash Bless me father for I have gin It went straight to my head Drunk all day Drunk all night I'm tired and I wanna go to bed