Guttermouth - High Balls Lyrics
Imagine my friend that the well has run dryThe bar keep resigns cause there wont be more ryeTrade lies with your mates then you have a good cryIts finally happened no more good timesWhat would you do and what would you say?If some bloody bastard took the high balls awayMy God the world would insist that we cannotBe happy until we are pissed off our ass!Day by day they take our freedomWho the hell gives them the right?Hold your glass up high and wellDrink on and on and on and onIf Im happy or Im sadJack daniels makes me feel allrightRaise your glass up high and well singOn and on and on and onAll we want all we want all we wantIs high balls for everyoneAnd then, this *****ed up world would seem allrightHold on jacky, save me your goodbyesHold on jacky, need a double ryeWe got your back jack baby no more feelin drySo cheers to you my dear old friendCome on jacky, gimme the good timesCome on jacky, dont wanna walk the lineWe got your back, jack baby no more feeling drySo cheers to you and all our/your friends tonightDay by day they take our freedomWho the hell gives them the right?Hold your glass up high and wellDrink on and on and on and onIf Im happy or Im sadJack daniels makes me feel allrightRaise your glass up high and well singOn and on and on and onAll we want all we want all we wantIs high balls for everyoneAnd then, this *****ed up world would seem allright
