Alcohol (Live) - Butthole Surfers
Alcohol
It burns my lips so
Alcohol
It's a son of a bitch so
Alcohol
It burns my lips so
Alcohol
It's a son of a gun
Alcohol
It's a son of a gun
Hey hey baby don't you
Think I really am I gotta know
Late last summer
Don't you know I saw it coming
Didn't hear it on the radio
Alcohol Alcohol
It burns my lips so
Alcohol
It's a son of a bitch so
Alcohol
It burns my lips so
Alcohol
It's a son of a gun
Hey hey baby
Don't you really really ever understand
Late last summer
Don't you know it was a bummer
Don't you believe
It got a little out of hand
Why why
Darling does he always ever feel the same
Everywhere I turn
Don't you know I love the burning
God damn it
I'm going insane
Alcohol Alcohol
It burns my lips so
Alcohol Alcohol
It's a son of a bitch so
Alcohol
It burns my lips so
Alcohol
It's a son of a gun
It's a son of a gun
Hey hey baby don't you
Think I really am I gotta know
Late last summer
Don't you know I saw it coming
Didn't hear it on my radio
Alcohol Alcohol
It burns my lips so
Alcohol Alcohol
It's a son of a bitch so
Alcohol
It burns my lips so
Alcohol
It's a son of a gun
Why why daughter
Don't you think I know it's time to go
You should have seen it coming
And I know you're kind of bumming
But at least you got my stereo
Hey hey baby doll
You know all I have to do is call
I took a lot of pain
But you know I've got a friend
And his name is alcohol