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Get Drunk and Be Somebody (Toby Keith) · Carnival of Carnage (Insane Clown Posse) · Misanthropic Carnage (Severe Torture) · Goremageddon: The Saw and the Carnage Done (Aborted) · Wacken Carnage (Bloodbath) · Works of Carnage (Krisiun) · Carnival of Carnage (Insane Clown Posse) · Ski Wintergrooves - Mixed by Carnage (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Carnival of Carnage (Insane Clown Posse) · Misanthropic Carnage [Bonus Tracks] (Severe Torture) – and 90 other albums »


but he gets into the cupboard
Picks out that bottle of gin
Drinks like there's no tomorrow
And decides to take a spin

No don't drive drunk
Don't
drunk texting, drunk texting, drunk texting you ('cause I'm fucked up right now)
Drunk texting, drunk texting you

If by chance you're laying next
Moonshine drunken monk, Ya head, get shrunk
The touch of skunk, I be fuckin' bitches by the chunk
My name black, do words wanna play in my dirt?
Bitch stop my
Tricky :
Here we go again so tricky going flow again
Those chicken cluckers is fakin' pumpin' others
Others breed to sons and deform carnage
Disorder
smoke clears 
I'll be on my way to buy a couple of beers 
And if your black, you get knocked quick by beastly mallet 
I chop up poor punks like salad 
I
behind the wheel!
Lock and load get on the road,
In the Drunk Tank!
Grinding gears and pounding beers,
In the Drunk Tank!
Inebriated, Amout plated,
In
of all that you do,
I get drunk with the thought of you
I get drunk with the thought of you

I can't stand all this freedom
I've been there before
get drunk again
I'll be drunk again
I'll be drunk again
To feel a little love

All by myself
I'm here again
All by myself
You know I'll never change
All
the sound that my hands make.

Should I, should I?
Maybe I'll get drunk again
I'll be drunk again
I'll be drunk again
To feel a little love.

All by
the sound that my hands make.

Should I, should I?
Maybe I'll get drunk again
I'll be drunk again
I'll be drunk again
To feel a little love.

All by
the sound that my hands make.

Should I, should I?
Maybe I'll get drunk again
I'll be drunk again
I'll be drunk again
To feel a little love.

All by
Afroman - Let's get high tonight
Lyrics by Markus Martinsson


Let's get drunk today
Let's get high tonight
Maybe in the morning
Things will be
cannot get you, get you out of my mind
Got nonsense on my pace
Got easy of my face
Being with you,
I feel DRUNK ALL THE TIME

It's happening again,
I
I hit the bottle in the morning in the summer time
I quit my job cause it gets in the way
I find a party by the ocean buy the cheapest wine,
Tell
go

My gal done quit me for somebody else
Oh, my gal done quit me for somebody else
Now I'm sloppy drunk again
Sleeping all by myself

Oh, I love my
tree top of the trunk
Moonshine drunken monk, Ya head, get shrunk
The touch of skunk, I be fuckin' bitches by the chunk
My name black, do words wanna
a drunk, although he's a fool
Oh he wets in his pants and he falls off his stool
And he can't hear the insults, and whispers go by him
As he leans in
I'm sloppy drunk again, woman
Sleepin' all by myself

Now, I would rather be sloppy drunk
*Sip-tin, in the can
You know I would rather be sloppy
I hit the bottle in the morning in the summer time
I quit my job 'cause it gets in the way
I find a party by the ocean, buy the cheapest wine
that hell was in store
Sign a dotted line and give a man a gun

Don't worry boys, you'll all be home by christmas
But little by little the lights
And saw my baby walk away

I thought, "Lord, please stop him
Ain't gonna get drunk no more"
I thought, "Lord, please stop him
Ain't gonna get drunk no more"
I hit the bottle in the morning in the summer time
I quit my job cause it gets in the way
I find a party by the ocean buy the cheapest wine,
Tell
'Cause I love being in love
It's the best kind of drug
Drunk on the holy lean on your shoulders
Sweet like a wine as it gets older
When I die I don't wanna
at the dog-end of a day gone by
Stuck at the dog-end of a day gone by, boy
Don't let the smoke get in your eyes

Well the drunk outside the Wendy's
Is
A little drunk is better than dead
When they're strapping you down inside your own head
So you hang out with the man on the moon 
But why does