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Firewater Lyrics

Talkin shit like shut up and listen to me

 Because cutting through the crap is my speciality

 Like a bomb I'm dropping yes a ton of lead

 You're trying to figure out the last thing I said

 I'm a redwood I love to be a tree yes I'm a druid

 My words are flowing out like a fluid

 Never give in never conform

 I'll be bustin' out rhymes in a triplet form

 

 Dead leaves on the trees in spring

 Can't hear the birds sing

 A light powdered snow on the ground is glistening

 Vipers slither atop a colder ground they quiver

 A crack in the sky snow is falling and inside we shiver

 While I doze I suppose I could get lost

 With a brownskin friend claiming kin to crazy horse

 I stink of vino my greasy clothes are rancid but

 I tip the bottle back the spirits are in me kid

 

 Fire water call it liquid rapture

 Into the flash and flames of my crazy nature

 Fire water the world's a mixture

 Of broken liquored people get the picture

 Fire water call it liquid rapture

 Into the flash and flames of my crazy nature

 Fire water the world's a mixture

 Of broken liquored people get the picture

 

 Whiskey be spittle at the corners of my mouth

 I'm rather liquored light flickers

 I got the shakes and jitters

 I roll I'm like raging bull bumrushin' the show

 Hand to my head sway in the fire I've waded into

 All alone except for the whiskey voices

 Whores laught neon signs flash other choices

 I stagger stumble to toast the past while I mumble

 Slur my song slow porno show marquee words crumble

 

 Fire water call it liquid rapture

 Into the flash and flames of my crazy nature

 Fire water the world's a mixture

 Of broken liquored people get the picture

 Fire water call it liquid rapture

 Into the flash and flames of my crazy nature

 Fire water the world's a mixture

 Of broken liquored people get the picture

 

 You're hangin' around the house with all your friends

 Steady drinking smoking the green weed

 And head is sort of blinking

 You're going with the flow

 And everybody is getting plowed

 The voices and the music and the noise is getting loud

 You got a heavy buzz on when seven o'clock rolls around

 So you piule inside the clunker start heading downtown

 Only nineteen but you know where you can get it

 So you slide inside the bar and everything is hitting

 By about eleven o'clock your brain is near dead

 You really can't remember who was the one that said

 Let's go into the bathroom and meet this guy Chuck

 He's got a thirty dollar white powder pick me up

 Ten minutes later the whole vibe had changed

 You try for conversation

 But you know you're acting strange

 Your eyes are wide open but your smile is gone

 You just keep fiending 'til the fucking break of dawn

 

 Vipers slither atop a colder ground they quiver

 A crack in the sky snow is falling and inside we shiver

 While I doze I suppose