Jooles

The evil of drink

Round and round all twists and knots 

Oozing with evil and drowning in shots 

Nothing makes sense, people speaking in tongues 

I cough up something black, swear at the pain in my lungs 

Fuzzy and cloudy, not one thing is clear 

All the time I am struggling the devil screams in my ear 

A pint then a chaser then a shot to top off 

They try to not serve me, I leave with a scoff 

 

The night is pitch black except the fag in my hand 

I\'m stumbling looking for a drink in a bar where I haven\'t been banned 

The devils still shouting and his demons approach 

I hear that they pray on the down, the easy to poach 

My liver is dying, my lungs are pure black 

But with a drink I\'ll forget this, just one, quick knocked back 

The demons are pulling, they tear at my skin 

The veil between world\'s becoming increasingly thin 

 

The light hurts my eyes but my heart soars with joy 

A pub I\'m not banned, the happy cowboy 

A whisky for warmth and a gin free from sin 

Tapping his scythe on the floor behind me is death, Mr grimm 

My life is no more, loved ones are forgotten 

Their help not returned, everything touched turned rotten 

The haze and the fog, the confusion within 

The down and the down one massive tailspin 

 

The devil he shouts aware that soon I\'ll be his for the keep 

I\'m to far gone, to mixed up to even let out a weep

He\'s there all the time in the liquid I drink 

At the bottom of each glass, evil face, evil thoughts and one hellish wink