Lyrics The Flatliners

The Flatliners

Macoretta Boozer

Another nights out of sight

Another drink what is he thinking?

We all need to get a grip but not him don't let him slip

Unmarked can in his hand, he opens it and doesn't understand

It's on the floor, head over the toilet

He can't see anymore

"all I need in this world is my good friend alcoholic"

He says as he's pressing the buttons on his keyboard

Another message left to make everyone laugh and tomorrow it all happens again

sitting in his basement he drinks a pint

Now it's time

Outraged and uncontrolled he goes out and gets some more

He says that he doesn't have a drinking problem

While he's drinking down his own 2-4

He's passed out, he hit the floor

always adding his 2 cents, but it's okay because it helps

Always drunk as a skunk in the basement by himself

Closet alcoholic, 40 oz Jim beam then vomit

Aim for the toilet his head will be hurting in the morning

He's on a drunken rampage smashing bottles in his way

I'll tell you don't get in his way today

He brings out the drunk in you

He'll tell you to, he's boozed and bruised