One is too many,
A thousand, you’ll bleed.
If it’s not true, it’s well-conceived.
Only twelve steps to divinity.
Old wise man,
keychain remedy—
“It’s not your fault, it’s a disease”
You’re not accountable—
words before deeds,
Give yourself up
to the land of make-believe.
No time for love,
all day with regret.
These twelve steps are heaven-sent.
Twelve short steps and you’ll be fine.
Only twelve steps, you’ll realign.
Step twelve minus nine—
You’re gonna make it this time.
Six pieces of silver,
one piece of lead.
Fall off the wagon—
I swear you’ll be dead.
By morning,
I’ll read your obituary,
It’ll be a short story.
No time for love,
all day with regret.
These twelve steps are heaven-sent.
Twelve short steps and you’ll be fine.
Just twelve steps, you’ll realign.
Step twelve minus nine…
Fuck it all,
Red Whine.