bottles to the ground

you know it

when it's over

doors are closing

feel the sober

staring at you

you know you'd better take one last good look

one more round then it's bottles to the ground

smashing of the glass what a supersonic sound

gotta pull the plug when it's time to die

a wo-o wo-o wo-o

bottles to the ground

theres a suitcase

on the sidewalk

theres some records

in a milkcrate

she'll be staying

you'll be throwing whiskeys over one lip

one more round then it's bottles to the ground

smashing of the glass an imperfect perfect sound

we gotta pay the piper when the rats are gone

a wo-o wo-o wo-o

bottles to the ground

one more round then it's bottles to the ground

one more round then it's bottles to the ground

one more round then it's bottles to the ground