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Another Brass Rail

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Another Brass Rail

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I don't know why I think I'll recognize

A friendly face in the smoky air

Among the scum pushing dope on the suits doing coke

And the hippies who think they're Voltaire

It's a piss poor crew without a thing to do

And I don't care because they want me to

I'd let it all go, but it's my goddamn show

And when I'm loaded it's hard not to care

I wonder how many times my fists kissed the glass

Around sixteen ounces of stout

It's love, makes me hate

It's a jealous man's fate

But this flame I think has burned itself out

See, I'm sick of her lies and trying to keep it inside

Back up boys, if you're on their side

You'll be lying on your ass in a pool of broken glass

Before the bell at the end of the bout

Maybe it's the Whiskey that hit me

Maybe it's the boot to the chin

Another brass rail

Another empty pint glass

And another empty bottle of gin

Maybe it's the Whiskey that hit me

Maybe it's the kick to the head

When his face hit the ground

They bought another round

And left him in the gutter for dead

See, I'm not a drunk; I'm a worker

And you're not alive, you're a creep

My days and my time are my nose to the grind

But your nose only keeps you from sleep

I've two years of strife and the rest of my life

I've sharpened my wits and they cut like a knife

Throw my flight to the floor, drag your ass out the door

And "steelcaps" are the word of the week

Maybe it's the Whiskey that hit me

Maybe it's the boot to the chin

Another brass rail

Another empty pint glass

And another empty bottle of gin

Maybe it's the Whiskey that hit me

Maybe it's the kick to the head

When his face hit the ground

They bought another round

And left him in the gutter for dead

Maybe it's the Whiskey that hit me

Maybe it's the boot to the chin

Another brass rail

Another empty pint glass

And another empty bottle of gin

Maybe it's the Whiskey that hit me

Maybe it's the kick to the head

When his face hit the ground

They bought another round

And left him in the gutter for dead

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