Let's take a slug
from the Jug
one more time
Let the booze
tell the story
Of a forgotten love
A drunken hobo
at the bar for kicks
Looking for a way to forget
his past and his present
The ones he loved
and the ones he killed
This bottle of liquid
helps him forget
When he is on a drunk
there are no worries
Can't see it coming
The more he drinks
the more he talks
The more he talks
The drunk gets tossed
Out on his ass
In the cold cold street
The hobo is back
To his roots of life
Find a dark stoop
Pass out for the night