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The Booze Tastes Like Blood

by Gas Pump Talent

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The Booze Taste Like Blood

I lay down my sorrows tonight for a spell and I pray on good graces to carry me well,
The clock holds the hours but I'll keep the time and I'll lighten my pockets by spending my dimes,

So pour me a whiskey and pour me a beer,
And I'll lay down my sorrows and I'll lay down my tears,
The drunk at the bar says I can't take a joke,
And the booze taste like blood when your hearts in your throat

I leave all my sorrows tonight at the door and I'll burn down the walls and I'll spit on the floor,
I've got me and army of soldiers to kill and I've got time to do it and baby I will,

So pour me a whiskey and pour me a beer,
And I'll lay down my sorrows and I'll lay down my tears,
The drunk at the bar says I can't take a joke,
And the booze taste like blood when your hearts in your throat

The clock on the wall screams a quarter to one and the barmaid looks lousy and I'm feeling numb,
So darling come on let me carry you home so the both of us don't have to feel so alone,

So pour me a whiskey and pour me a beer,
And I'll lay down my sorrows and I'll lay down my tears,
The drunk at the bar says I can't take a joke,
And the booze taste like blood when your hearts in your throat

I'm drunk and I'm stumbling, pickled and rude, and I'll claw for the exit like sots often do,
As I trip through the doorway its awful to see all my sorrows sit patiently waiting for me.

So pour me a whiskey and pour me a beer,
And I'll lay down my sorrows and I'll lay down my tears,
The drunk at the bar says I can't take a joke,
And the booze taste like blood when your hearts in your throat

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released November 16, 2013

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Gas Pump Talent Springfield, Missouri

Two dudes were born unto wolves deep in the ozark mountains. They fashioned guitars out of rocks and snakes. Then they rested for many days and nights. The following evening they played these crude instruments for a drunken audience. And as the saying goes, the rest is all blisters and herpes. What? No. I didn't say herpes, I said dreams. Wait, this thing doesn't have a backspace key? C'mon! ... more

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