Drunkard`s Lament — текст песни (Firewater)

Call me a god and I`ll tip the undertaker
That fool couldn`t tell a real still from a faker
Well I ain`t no fool, but I play one on TV
Cause misery loves company
That`s why everyone loves me

Now, buy me a drink and I`ll tell you all a story
About a bastard who traded in treasure for glory
There treasure was true love, the bastard he was me
Cause misery loves company
That`s why everyone loves me

Well, I`ve been a rich man
I`ve been a poor man
Inside a Saturday night
I`ve done the works
And there`s one thing I know
You can`t win if it ain`t a fair fight

I ain`t seen the pastor since Sunday bloody morning
All the girls in the choir are in labor or mourning
Take one look in my eyes, I think you`ll all agree
Cause misery loves company
And that`s why everyone loves me

I`ve done every shit job
Handed out nose jobs
Made a few friends in the tombs
But I`ve found that in most cases
Fixing the the rat race
Is better than pushing a broom

Now, who shall I marry the junky or the jailer?
Your choices are few when you know you`re a failure
But there`s one thing that everyone in the bar agrees
That misery loves company
And that`s why everyone loves me