Gehennah

King of the Sidewalk

Gehennah


I'm the first in line, a wellknown face, a V.I.P. in everyplace 
My goal's set high to feel alright, get even more drink than last night 

At the fucking bar the floor I hit, don't need no chair, I'm too drunk to sit 
A girl comes asking me to dance, "Of course not, whore, so kiss my ass" 

The bartender refused me more to drink 
So I hit him on the nose, cause his bar stinks 
I try to leave but I just can't find the door 
They throw me out to an all-night pen store 

In to the store, proud of myself, with empty pockets and drunk as hell 
I bounce between the food and stoof, convinced I'm still not drunk enough 

A six-pack beer and a porno-mag is what I need in my shopping bag 

The paper of a six-pack is my royal crown 
I'm the one who's thron out from every bar in town 
King of the Sidewalk 

Back in the streetlight, stolen brew in my hand 
I behave like a asshole, a horrible man 
Loud and unpleasant, always the worst 
A king of bad manners, proud of my thirst 

Bought or homemade boose, don't really mind 
Cause you're still able to drink even if you're blind 
To see double or nothing is what I choose 
As long as I can feel the taste of booze 

Totally gone I sleep somewhere'til dawn 
Don't know where I've been, I wake up on someone's lawn 
I find yesterday's dinner all over my chest 
On my leatherjacket and on my blue jeans-vest