Born In a Bottle

Well music was made By thoughtless men

And I heard they could pick it up on an instant

And ill step out of the bar with my two friends

As they held up a paper and pen and said

“Well use these tools to burn your misery

And shadow your heart with a song and sing”

And me I'm born in a bottle of whiskey

And yes my girl, you drink me too quickly

And that's when you said to me boy I love you dearly

But your eyes were too blind to realize this ending

Well I'm not the one you're stumbling for

And your heart was bound for a better poem

And there's this friend of mine, who's in love with the light

And he carries his heart to the sharpening of a knife

And we all watch him sit and drink until he dies

Well the daisies have fallen so push him over and

And I have thirty dollars so lets take the train

And no one's gonna be our taintless change

And America, America we need more guns

Were running out of holy books

So put money in the collection jar

And the news reporter told me

Its gonna be a record breaking summer

So Lets just fill up our gas tanks half way

And cut off both mufflers

Next year the war's gonna come

It's just gonna blow all of us up.

And me I hate the indie music scene

And I carry my voice

For the strength it's given me

Well my guitar it's causing controversy

And my pen's gonna stab through ever record company

There's a plate of food at my dinner table

Filled with all you reviewers

and my friends give me chastity and virtue

My friends they also give me plenty of booze

And we stumble around our town without tying our shoes

But if I fall down now they'd say this with truth

“Well, kid you could walk, and be free from the skills

And sing as loud as you should

And I'll sing as loud as I should

And I'll sing as loud as I should

And I'll sing as loud as I should

I'm gonna sing as loud as I should.