Alcoholic's Almanac
I've been writing the Alcoholic's Almanac
Every night from front to back
You're on every page
And I don't think it ends
Problem drinking
I've had problems thinking
Solution's been beer bottles clinking
There's no index so back to the beginning again
I love you but you're not here with me
I live in mixed states of up and down
Jim Beam, gin, or Hennessy
Whatever's laying around
My phoenix flies from the sour mix
In my nightly state of psychosis
Who cares what anyone thinks in this town?
The table of contents is my biography
With every page I get more thirsty
It's far from fiction but still a mystery
How did the blessing of your love ever come to curse me?
Because I love you but you're not here with me
I live in mixed states of up and down
Jim Beam, gin, or Hennessy
Whatever's laying around
My phoenix flies from the sour mix
In my nightly state of psychosis
Who cares what anyone thinks in this town?
I've been writing the Alcoholic's Almanac
Every night from front to back
You're on every page
And I don't think it ends
Problem drinking
I've had problems thinking
Solution's been beer bottles clinking
There's no index so it's back to the beginning again
Every night from front to back
You're on every page
And I don't think it ends
Problem drinking
I've had problems thinking
Solution's been beer bottles clinking
There's no index so back to the beginning again
I love you but you're not here with me
I live in mixed states of up and down
Jim Beam, gin, or Hennessy
Whatever's laying around
My phoenix flies from the sour mix
In my nightly state of psychosis
Who cares what anyone thinks in this town?
The table of contents is my biography
With every page I get more thirsty
It's far from fiction but still a mystery
How did the blessing of your love ever come to curse me?
Because I love you but you're not here with me
I live in mixed states of up and down
Jim Beam, gin, or Hennessy
Whatever's laying around
My phoenix flies from the sour mix
In my nightly state of psychosis
Who cares what anyone thinks in this town?
I've been writing the Alcoholic's Almanac
Every night from front to back
You're on every page
And I don't think it ends
Problem drinking
I've had problems thinking
Solution's been beer bottles clinking
There's no index so it's back to the beginning again
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Writer(s): Jason Jensen
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