Kool-Aid Blues (feat. Chris Peck - Keys)

Whiskey, Bourbon and Gin Been my original sin Now I'm done with the buzz I gotta get straight No staying up late Get clear of the fuzz Now sitting here down by the pool Leaning back, grinning like a monkey fool Kool-Aid in my hand I just know it's not a one-night stand Here's Jimmie with the ovoid head Likes to meditate and spread the faith He's all right I just let it slide I just let him talk While I sit back and nod Always talking about the miracles of life But too afraid to leave the hive Kool-Aid in my hand Thinking I might join a band Look at Candy, our tanked up friend Ridin' fences ever since she was ten She's all right High as a kite Barroom sink Just another drink When she hits that square dance floor The crowd cries out for more Kool-Aid in my hand Wondering where she might land I got the Kool-Aid blues Livin' live without the booze I got the Kool-Aid blues You can turn me any which way but loose I got a jones Got it bad Need a friend With a helping hand 'Cause I've got the Kool-Aid blues Living life without the booze I just keep on keeping on Am I really that strong Gotta find a way out of this Can't stand another Kool-Aid kiss