Its been a long day Time to pour some whiskey for myself Light up a cigarette and just wait for some help Inspiration don't come easy Music never wrote itself Sure the sounds may be natural But the lyrics are what makes it sound so well
Oh Mister Jack help me to recite Its hard as hell when I can't seem to get it right Dear Madame Drag give my mind some ease Cause words don't mean shit if they don't fucking please Hey Master Music I love how you sound Can you help me search for what I need to be found?
Imagination can't be bought Though it can be obtained Search for it in you thoughts Or while you're dancing in the rain I prefer a big bottle and a lovely little drag
Oh Mister Jack help me to recite Its hard as hell when I can't seem to get it right Dear Madame Drag give my mind some ease Cause words don't mean shit if they don't fucking please Hey Master Music I love how you sound Can you help me search for what I need to be found?
They say cigarettes cause cancer yet so many are lighting up And that Liquor is bad for you but everyone's getting drunk Well a drag fills my nervous soul helping me to breathe And the Liquor lulls my mind so I can fucking sleep Oh babe do you think I've sunk way too deep?
Oh Mister Jack help me to recite Its hard as hell when I can't seem to get it right Dear Madame Drag give my mind some ease Cause words don't mean shit if they don't fucking please Hey Master Music I love how you sound Can you help me search for what I need to be found?
Oh sweet angel, my darling angel I need my King and Queen can you help me?
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"Teenage Whiskey Magic Wasteland."
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