Empty Bottles

Two hours to get to the show 
I'm sitting in the van all alone 
One beer left 
I'm ready to go. 
I go inside 
To get some relief 
I come back out 
And there's the SWAT team 
Can't believe this is happening to me 
Can't believe this is happening to me 
Empty Bottles 
Under the seat 
I got the cops standing at my feet 
Empty Bottles 
Under the seat 
Two hours after the show 
I'm sick and tired 
I gotta let go 
I'm pushing eighty 
To get myself home 
I look back 
And what do I see 
A state trooper 
Bearing down on me