The Broken-Hearted Poet's Club Forum Back in the Bottle

A drinker, a smoker, a gambler
A fool to have thought he had changed
A moment of normal existence
Too much for the daft and deranged
The sobering sharpness of boredom
Has cut his resolve dead in two
He always ends up
Down at the bottom
Back in the bottle with you



A futile attempt at redemption
He tried to be good but he failed
Too weak to fight off the temptations
When life's bitter trials assailed
So useless to live in denial
Though that was the best he could do
He always ends up
Down at the bottom
Back in the bottle with you



So lets raise a glass, you're his God
You demon of bourbon and lust
We'll offer a toast to stagnation
Deceit and betrayal of trust
Come see as his world falls to pieces
It's all just a question of when
And watch him end up
Down at the bottom
Back in the bottle...

Again

Rakerman