Stranger pick your poison no we do not carry wine
We are glad to know you we already know your kind
Stranger why the hurry here is something to imbibe
A dark and dirty drink called Waiting To Die
It is a lovely eve for a high-strung soul
Through the decay into the watering hole
Change our blood to alcohol and wait for the last call
We raise our cracking gla**es to another day in hell
This oasis is the very place the angels fell
What are you afraid of Stranger?
Come on down the bitter brine
Another drink another song and then its closing time
It is a lurvy eve for a vodka soul
Through the wreckage into the watering hole
We change our blood to alcohol and wait for the last call
Stranger wet your whistle with us dregs and ne'er too wells
We are glad for your company I know it's hard to tell
Stranger where's the fire?
This round is on the house
A shot of Nice to Know You
From the below the bar it pours and pours
It's a lurvy eve for drunken show
Through the decay into the watering hole
We change our blood to alcohol and wait for the last call
Wait for the last call
It's a lurvy eve for drunken show
Through the dismay into the watering hole
Change our blood to alcohol and wait for the last call
Wait for the last call