Wednesday 13 - Too Much Blood lyrics

I've got a shotgun A bottle of Jack Going to hell and I ain't ever coming back Last call for alcohol I'll tell you when I'm done Wanted in ten states A motherf**er on the run Now let's go So tell me when did drinking become a crime Your whining and complaining Is cutting into my drinking time I've got too much blood in my Too much blood in my Too much blood in my Too much blood in my Too much blood in my Too much blood in my Too much blood in my alcohol system I'm whisky bent and I'm feeling fine Well, I've been up and down It happens every time Broken bottles don't mend broken hearts Home wrecker 101 Now where do we start Now let's go So tell me when did drinking become a crime Your whining and complaining Is cutting into my drinking time I've got too much blood in my Too much blood in my Too much blood in my Too much blood in my Too much blood in my Too much blood in my Too much blood in my alcohol system On your mark Get ready and Drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink, drink So tell me when did drinking become a crime Your whining and complaining Is cutting into my drinking time I've got too much blood in my Too much blood in my Too much blood in my Too much blood in my Too much blood in my Too much blood in my Too much blood in my alcohol system