This Life

by Shifty

Spend every night with a bottle in sight.
Eyes staring up at the moon.
Pass out on the bed with pants on your head.
Awake for class at the crack of noon.
Sitting through class the hours will pass.
Drift in a daydream or two.
Hit the gym around three, go home and relax with J.D
Or down a few bottles of brew.
And the tomorrow the same, just continue the game.
With women and whiskey to chase.
But why would I quit when this life is the shit.
And Bud's only fifteen dollars a case.

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