Guillotine

Cruising down the street i see the flashing blues
An open bottle of whiskey on my seat
I know this ain't good news

Why does this shit always happen to me
Life has never been fair
Struggling through life choking on the answers
That never seem to be there

Friday half price for lawyers
Saturday wont get out for free
Sunday praying for a mistrial
Monday i get the guillotine

I saved me from myself today
Sometimes your lucky to just get away
Sometimes life has no essence
When your strung out on booze and antidepressants
I turn up the music just to get some peace
A little slice of momentary release

Friday half price for lawyers
Saturday wont get out for free
Sunday praying for a mistrial
Monday i get the guillotine

Friday half price for lawyers
Saturday wont get out for free
Sunday praying for a mistrial
Monday i get the guillotine



Credits
Writer(s): Mike Anufrom
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