Wake up in the morning And open up the fridge Take a good look inside It's as dry as the waste outside
Well when the times are tough and my throat is feelin parched When the gettin' is rough and the drinks are scarce When I'm lookin' to get lit I know where to turn my head to score the best two four you ever could get
Black Ice you're running dry Black Ice and you're runnin outta rye Black Ice So say goodbye Black Ice The cold drew me in, and never let me go again
Well, my thirst is never ending but my wallets always dry I got 6.1 reasons that I'm never gonna die When you've got the beggar's thirst, you know where to go Beneath the black ice where the golden rivers flow
Yeah, if you're lookin' for a time, and you only got a dime Then I know just the place where we're gonna go Beyond the clear creek to the place that we seek To the land of cheap ale, now we do sail!
It's thick, it's cheap, it'll put ya to sleep!
Once I've got a taste I'm always feeling right Don't let it go to waste It leaves me ready to fight
My head is spinnin' But my fists are workin' fine Can't think of anything For this next line!
Well when the times are tough and my throat is parched When the gettin' is rough and the drinks are scarce
Black Ice you're running dry Black Ice and you're runnin outta rye Black Ice So say goodbye Black Ice The cold drew me in, and never let me go againTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
