I WAKE UP IN THE MORNING, I HAVE TO GO TO WORK SKA TUNE IN MY EARS, I MIX MY COFFEE WITH RUN ON MY WAY TO THE WORKSITE, TEN FAGS AT LEAST PUNK ROCK IN MY HEAD, I’LL BRING A COUPLE OF BEERS
LUNCH TIME WITH THE LADS WE ALL NEED SOME REFRESHMENTS WE GET SOME BLOW AND WEED
NOW THE WORK IS OVER
I HEAD DOWN TO THE PUB, PUNK ROCK IN THE JUKEBOX
CHORUS
TO MANY VICES TO MANY DRINKS TO MANY DRUGS TO MANY DREAMS TO MANY VICES TO MANY DRINKS TO MANY FIGHTS AND BROKEN DREAMS
BEER AFTER BEER, SHOTS AFTER SHOTS I ́M SO EXCITED, I ́M WAITING FOR THE GIRL
A SHAG INTO THE RESTROOM, I ́M FUCKING DRUNK AND HIGH MY HEAD IS SPINNING, I FELL I ́VE LOST CONTROL
I GOT INTO A FIGHT, I DON ́T KNOW WHAT TO DO MY MIND IS PLAYING TRICKS ON ME
THE FLOOR IS WET AND COLD, THERE ́S BAR BEHIND THIS DOOR
I ́LL QUIT EVERYTHING FOR SURE
YEARS ARE PASSING BY, I HAVE NO REGRETS
FOR THE THINGS THAT I ́VE DONE AND SAID
ALL THE THINGS MUST COME, MUST COME TO AN END
THINGS I WILL NEVER FORGET
From the first deadened cowbell to the last dissonant guitar interval, Dutch quartet Geo's new record is shaped for impact. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 25, 2024