Bell Rung

I was drinking PBRs
With some buddies at the bar
Late on a Friday night
We was hunting bluebirds
In our pearl-snap shirts
Feeding money to the juke-box

I saw that lady
Named Cocaine Katy
Had a new fella spending his bread
So I walked up to the fool
Sitting in his stool
And I dumped a beer on his head

I got my bell rung
Think I bit off a chunk of my tongue
I got my bell rung
Think I might be drunk

Well I gotta thank God
For Mushroom Bob
Had the dude up against the wall
He had the feller by the collar
Everybody heard him holler
Just who did he think he was?

The dude get to poutin'
Cocaine Katy get to shoutin'
So we run em right out the bar
We come in off the streets
To the wind like three sheets
And we drink another PBR

I got my bell rung
Song already been sung
I got my bell rung, I think I might be drunk

Why, despite every single lie
Do I go back to see her again
I'm trying denying everything inside
And I'm looking for a new best friend

Katy's a habit and I kicked it
Told her where to stick it
Now I'm happy as a clam
I'm living on the road
Not doing what I'm told
With my buddies in the band

I got my bell rung
Song already been sung
I got my bell rung, I think I might get drunk



Credits
Writer(s): Graham Knibb
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