Booze, Blood, Blackout

I woke up in the dirt
No boots, pants or shirt
Blood all over my hands
Man, I did the devil’s dance

I went through hell
But it turned out well

More than 21 shots
They fucked up my guts

Ten pints of beer
That’s what got me here

Life can be so simple
When you’re drinking dimple

Booze, Blood, Blackout

No, you don’t have to be wise
To know boozehounds got nine lives
I sang the jailbird’s song

But the officer got me wrong

They should try my homebrew
At the police HQ

Got ou, lit a fag
Now I needed a shag
With a smile on my face
It was just one of those days

Now I’m damn sure
I need adventure

Booze, Blood, Blackout