Long Live The Bottle
The bottle is dead
Long live the bottle
The liberation of liquid libations
With shots of whiskey and justice
I'll get you drunk through osmosis
You dance like girls and boys
But in truth you are broken wind up toys
Some of you are missing gears
Some of you are missing keys
This is a chance to get wound up with me
I am destruction, seduction and sin
The shy boy hiding an evil grin
If I'm the Joker you can be my Harley Quinn
I am a 4 AM drunk walk home
the morning birds mocking you with song
I am the sunrise
When the nights been too long
I am the devil on your shoulder
The halo on your head
The kiss on your lips
The lover in your bed
I'm the answer you find alone
At the bottom of the bottle
I'm the neck of the villain
The one you want to throttle
I am a sinner and a preacher
A cop, a robber
Sax player
And teacher
I am a hero
A loser
A boozer
A joker
A smoker
A midnight toker
I am the handle, the blade
I am the knife
At my best I am living
At my worst I am life
The secret of life is not how you use it
It's what you do to it
How you abuse it
Trust me
I have the bite marks to prove it
I hope you have heard every word I have said
Long live the bottle
The bottle is dead
Long live the bottle
The liberation of liquid libations
With shots of whiskey and justice
I'll get you drunk through osmosis
You dance like girls and boys
But in truth you are broken wind up toys
Some of you are missing gears
Some of you are missing keys
This is a chance to get wound up with me
I am destruction, seduction and sin
The shy boy hiding an evil grin
If I'm the Joker you can be my Harley Quinn
I am a 4 AM drunk walk home
the morning birds mocking you with song
I am the sunrise
When the nights been too long
I am the devil on your shoulder
The halo on your head
The kiss on your lips
The lover in your bed
I'm the answer you find alone
At the bottom of the bottle
I'm the neck of the villain
The one you want to throttle
I am a sinner and a preacher
A cop, a robber
Sax player
And teacher
I am a hero
A loser
A boozer
A joker
A smoker
A midnight toker
I am the handle, the blade
I am the knife
At my best I am living
At my worst I am life
The secret of life is not how you use it
It's what you do to it
How you abuse it
Trust me
I have the bite marks to prove it
I hope you have heard every word I have said
Long live the bottle
The bottle is dead