Twelve Bottles Lyrics


Dead man's daily routine

pushing my back to the wall

bones to dust in the machine

(the) boss man's ritual

But how the tables turn now

eye kept on the dawn

forget about my troubles

and I get it on

Neon - beggars - they dance

while I just burn down the town

take the glass and take my chance

then just drink it down

But how the tables turn now

eye kept on the dawn

forget about my troubles

and I get it on

Twelve bottles - I keep it tight

Twelve bottles - I do it right