Jeff Worley/Jimmy Stiff)



I feel no pain

The battle is my ball and chain

Am I insane?

My breath smells like kerosene

Don't look at me

I'm a sight for sore eyes to see

I can't believe I'm a walking talking misery



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Brain drain 190 grain

It's not the caine, not the mary jane

But the golden grain



Don't you touch my bottle

You might drop it break it then I die

If life's worth living, why do I always cry the blues?

Don't you pray for me

I don't need your fucking sympathy

Just a little drink, it means about the same to me

Yea



Brain drain 190 grain

Am I insane? Will I ever change?

Brain drain 190 grain

It's not the caine, not the mary jane, but the golden grain



I'm a redneck punk

Can't remember when I wasn't drunk

People say I stink

I don't care what they think no

No colored whiskey

I don't drin kthat rock and rye

Pass that 190

And I'll say bye-bye



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