RED DRINKS! RED DRINKS!

“RED DRINKS, RED DRINKS” (mumble riff!)

I see ya sitting on a stool with your brown drink
floatin’ on your wit so ya don’t sink
try’nta drown any thoughts that dare think
your life stinks, life stinks...

all the stuff that was set up just right
fizzled out like a ten-cent nitelite
you were groomed to be a star, not a satellite
whudda bite, a bite

so ironic...

“RED DRINKS, RED DRINKS” (mumble riff!)

fill ‘er up for a good disaster
bob along on yer bulging bladder
gonna make a big splash when ya splatter
you splat, you splatter...

ya say ya wanna be the king of this play pen?
ya say ya wanna be the queen of the s/he-men?
or are ya gonna be the means to the end
of the end, the end...

of yer tether?

through a crack in the background chatter
the sound track of the bistro culture
a ton of guilt just hangs like a vulture
eyeing yer bones

everybody on the right’s gotta red glass
everybody on the left’s gotta red glass
everything’s closin’ in too fast
leave me alone!
leave me alone!

(ugly-ass boid...!)

if yer gonna stay stuck in that bottle?
the only way ya gonna spin’s with a swizzle
you’re gonna get sick when it wiggles
ain’t no pill, no pill...

are ya gonna stay a numb in the 90’s?
be the best of the bad faux Presleys?
when ya finally gonna make some money?
make money, money

and crack this riddle...?

through a gash the background chatter
ya hear a nag nag nagging whisper
"everybody you know’s so clever
& smarter than you..."

everybody on the right’s gotta red glass
everybody on the left’s gotta red glass
everything’s closin’ in too fast
leave me alone!
leave me alone!

sitting on a stool with your brown drink
floatin’ on your wit so ya don’t sink
try’nta drown any thoughts that dare think
your life stinks, life stinks...