Atmosphere Ha, This One Is About Alcohol Too Lyrics

Sad Clown Bad Winter 11 Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Don't Stop
  • 2 66th Street
  • 3 They All Get Mad at You
  • 4 Beautiful
  • 5 Ha, This One Is About Alcohol Too
  • So what's it gonna be?
    You all look like whiskey people to me

    [Verse 1]
    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

    [Hook]
    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

    {And then she said, "Did you put, did you put it in?}
    Wha-What?
    {Did you put it in yet?"}
    You know what?
    {And I was like, I was like...}
    You know, I'ma turn the TV on
    I'ma turn the TV on, I don't want to hear about this

    [Verse 2]
    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 guy's 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 you 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 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

    [Hook]

    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
    He's still dazed?
    Hey buddy



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