Poster Children - The Bottle lyrics

Black-eyed Susan's back in town She came by to bring us down With her bread and bu*ter face She really lights up the place She's in trouble deep One foot in the grave Rent's due in a week She needs one more drink Go downtown, hang around I don't know, why we go I don't know, why we stay I don't know, what we're doing Jack used to be good for a laugh Now he's just a punching bag Jack thinks he is Cary Grant Jack is more like Ray Milland He's here every night Looking for a fight One foot in the grave He can not be saved Go downtown, hang around I don't know, why we go I don't know, why we stay I don't know, what we're doing I'm in trouble deep One foot in the street Rent's due in a week I need one more drink I'm here every night Looking for a fight One foot in the grave I can not be saved