LYRIC

Well, I’m trying to keep
My brains from getting dry
There’s only one way I know
I’m gonna bolt shut the windows
Barricade the doors
Let all of my judgements go

I’ll take the mead from the table
Talk straight while I’m able
Until I’m nothing less than a crime
Until my heart stops beatin’
I will drink myself too much wine

Well, I know I’m getting nowhere
Creepin’ up the backstair
Tellin’ myself, I’m in pain
Well, even I don’t believe me
I’m threatening to leave me
Till only my dumbness remains

Well, even schoolgirls deride me
There’s something dead inside me
I give away my blood for a sign
Until my ship comes in
I’m gonna drink myself too much wine

Well, too much wine
Too much wine
I’ll be your best kind of friend
I’ll be submissive till the end of the line
And when the clock strikes seven
They can cut me down in my prime
I’ll be your last witch doctor
I’ll be anything for too much wine

Well, I’m trying to keep
My brains from getting dry
There’s only one way I know
I’m gonna bolt shut the windows
Barricade the doors
Let all of my judgements go

I’ll take the mead from the table
Talk straight while I’m able
Until I’m nothing less than a crime
Until my heart stops beatin’
I will drink myself too much wine

Well, too much wine
Too much wine
I’ll be your best kind of friend
I’ll be submissive till the end of the line
And when the clock strikes seven
They can cut me down in my prime
I’ll be your last witch doctor
I’ll be anything for too much wine

Oh!

Ah, too much wine
Too much wine
Oh, my God
I’ll be your best kind of friend
I’ll be submissive till the end of the line
And when the clock strikes seven
They can cut me down in my prime
I’ll be your last witch doctor
I’ll be anything for too much wine
I’ll be your last witch doctor
I’ll be anything for too much wine
I’ll be your last witch doctor
I’ll be anything for too much wine

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