I feel no pain The battle is my ball and chain Am I insane? My breath smells like kerosene Don't look at me I'm a sight for sore eyes to see I can't believe I'm a walking talking misery
Brain drain 190 grain It's not the caine, not the Mary Jane But the golden grain
Don't you touch my bottle You might drop it break it then I die If life's worth living, why do I always cry the blues? Don't you pray for me I don't need your fucking sympathy Just a little drink, it means about the same to me Yea
Brain drain 190 grain Am I insane? Will I ever change? Brain drain 190 grain It's not the caine, not the Mary Jane, but the golden grain
I'm a redneck punk Can't remember when I wasn't drunk People say I stink I don't care what they think no No colored whiskey I don't drink that rock and rye Pass that 190 And I'll say bye-byeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
