Whiskey Is Alright In Its Place But Its Place Is In Hell Lyrics

Whiskey Is Alright In Its Place But Its Place Is In Hell lyrics



I am the street peddlers miracle juice

Do I hear? Do I hear?

(Numbers) Buyer in the balcony section

Sold to the vampire and his lovely establishment

If integrity were a wooden spike we'd all be fucked

Push the corpse into the gutter

We'd say to one another

These smart-ass children had it coming

These clones drone along to their power chord medleys

This is our lives watched by the auctioneer

If we're going out to dance they're pissing on our disco halls

You're up for sale. The plan of action is upsell