Funny song, alcoholic anonymous

[krazykronic]

ALCOHOLIC ANONYMOUS
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I’m that guy going to AA meetings with a double barrel shotgun, ask me of I got problems, “you got a drinking problem son?” **** that, I got none is it a problem
To mix it with what I eat, mix it with weed; have a sip just to fall asleep? Or to concede the fact my neighbor has satellite TV and I’m stuck outside the window just trying to see what’s on the news, same story some creep, just a tom peep, I mean peeping tom, the guy that got caught naked running through the lawn after ****ing your mom, oh **** that guy was me, I must’ve been drunk that’s why I forgot, “son your addicted to alcohol”
**** you faggot……..I’m not seriously, if I was then I would have drank and drove
But I walked because my truck got rolled, I don’t know how it got rolled
Because I was hung-over as **** and received a bill that it got towed, and I owed
A wand of cash on it, and I got blown, wait no I didn’t, I blew my cash on booze
Would pay a hooker to blow me when I can get wasted and just let loose
And do it again, my best friends only appear when I’m high as a kite, walking on a tight rope, They encourage me to jump, but I’m scared of heights so I don’t
Wake up the next morning, my windows open, I’m naked on the floor wondering
Was that a dream? Or was that just me, to drunk again, pop open another bottle and well just see, I’ll show them, maybe I’ll jump tonight, because I’m not a *****, open another beer and shotgun again, I’ll show those ***** *** *****es what a man I’m, but tonight they got these slugs and earplugs with pictures of my blood and guts splattered all over the rug, I’m so drunk I think its real, freak out and throw a big deal, come to and I’m naked in a parking lot, nope still blacked out now I’m in a hair salon, *****es screaming
And yelling, threaten and telling, saying that the cops are coming, that don’t matter ***** I was there yesterday, its where I sober up in my secluded chamber, and wish away
These demons, it stops the screaming in my head, probably be better off dead
But it repeats again when they let me out, so now I’m here, so ask me why
“Why are you here?” “cocks shotgun” just to watch you die,