Grieves — On The Rocks

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I ain’t no scholar, I don’t write no books
I don’t spend my money on the last girl honey
‘Cause she hates my guts.
I paid my rent late, so my landlord’s angry
And all this shit keeps piling up and trying to hang me.
I Give my love in on the run, on the run, on the run
So don’t you try to slow me down and walk around yeah
Sick of trying to strum along with your love song
So leave me leave me here to pour another drink on the rocks

All of this will hold you
Down on to the ground until your crawling on the gravel like a regular guy.
All, all of this will hold you down on to the ground
Until your drowning in your sorrows with a bottle of rye.

I ain’t got no savior, I ain’t got no time,
I know I’m stuck with a problem that will come through and swallow up my last dime.
All I wanted was some peace and quiet, to take me out of here
Before I start a riot.
Lost my reason, I done lost my way
I done sat here for hours and heard all the songs in the jukebox plays
So keep your sunny days away from here
And I’ll pour the liquor down and smile while I say.

Life’s been on the rocks I’ve taken
My last shot at holding on to
Life’s been on the rock’s I’ve taken
My last shot at holding on to

All of this will hold you
Down on to the ground until your crawling on the gravel like a regular guy.
All, all of this will hold you down on to the ground
Until your drowning in your sorrows with a bottle of rye.