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Medley Of Songs I Was Too Drunk To Finish Writing

Alcoholic Synonymous
I Got Ninety-Nine Problems But You Ain't A Single One
Here's To The Lies


Welcome to Alcoholic Synonymous

You'll always be in good company
When you become one of us
We don't discriminate
Based on any method
You use to self medicate
Just remember to adhere to our Three Step Program

Step One
Is ignoring that you're sick
Step Two
Makes no difference whatsoever
The poison that you pick
Step Three
Repeat Steps One and Two
As often as you like
Whatever does the trick
It's entirely up to you

If there's a will
There's a way
To make your worries and concerns
Go away
My excuse for living
Is to drink another day
I got ninety-nine problems
But you ain't a single one
Ever since I discovered
My life without you
Was a helluva lot more fun

Out of sight
Out of mind
Out of focus
Out of frame
Saturday nights you'll find me here
Playing a drinking game
The goal is not just about putting
Lightweights around me to shame
I drink
Therefore, I am
And I'm determined to forget her name

Ninety-nine bottles of beer on the wall
Cell phone turned off
Not taking anyone's call
Tired of the endless drama
This chronic need to blame me
For everything in her life
Going all kinds of wrong

I've already worn out the soles of my shoes
Dancing to that overplayed jukebox song

What does it take
To be a blatant hypocrite?
One part twit
Two parts
Unevolved idiot
Never shaken
Always stirring up shit
Pathological liar
That never can quit
When she's behind
Well, drinks are on me
This time around
And I think that I'll be kind
Mister, would you please
Pour a round for the little lying bitch
At the end of the bar?

Pure entertainment
Hearing her accusations from afar
What she's incapable of proving
That in the end
She gets herself caught in the act of doing
It's the lifelong lesson
She's never learned thus far
I don't foresee her learning it anytime soon
Even now
Ankle deep
Like water
Bullshit fills the room

There's not much more about her to tell
That through her incriminations
She doesn't already confess
If anything
Everything can be attributed to
A leak in the plumbing of her subconscious
I'd suggest you hike up your fancy dress
'Cause the hem of your latest Fruedian slip
Is bound to become a dirty mess
But this would only encourage
Having my name further dragged through the mud
So why even bother?

I'll just take comfort in the old saying
Inherited from my father,
You're a broad with a paper asshole

So, cheers to you
I raise my glass
Half empty as it is
It's half full
Here's to the lies
Coming back
To bite you in the ass
If there's anything
I'm willing to drink to
And drown myself in
That would certainly be it
Given enough time
This too shall pass

I got ninety-nine problems
But you ain't a single one
Alcoholic Synonymous helped me realize
My life without you was just beginning
I got ninety-nine problems
But you ain't a single one
Alcoholic Synonymous helped me realize
My life without you was far from done
And it's a game I'm winning

Out of sight
Out of mind
Out of focus
Out of frame
I drink
Therefore I am
And tonight I am
Determined to forget
Whats-her-fucking-name

Satan Thinks You're So Fine


Satan thinks you're so fine


He considers your soul to be absolutely divine


And wants to lick it
Stick in his throbbing devilhood
Cramming
Forcing it to fit
Listen to you squeal and whine

Happy happy joy joy


Happy to be Satan's boy toy


Like the little sissy bitch that you are
Scratching Satan's anal itch
So naughty
This time
You've gone too far

Red Rover, Red Rover
Like a Hell Hound
Satan is coming
So bend over
In the manner of a Catholic schoolgirl defiled
Take a fucking doggy styled
Red Rover, Red Rover
Like the dirty dawg that he is
Lucifer pulls it out and loses it
Furiously squirts your face full of jizz
Money shot
Running down your nose like snot
You beg for more and more
Master, give me all you got!
Horny
Horned devil that he is
Furiously squirts your face full of jizz
Feel it sting and burn your eyes
When Satan says he loves you
You'll believe the Lord of Lies!

You Will All Suck Cock In Hell


Satan is the Devil
Nosferatu rises from the grave
You will all suck cock in Hell

Zombies dance to Thriller
Watch them party and rave
You will all suck cock in Hell

Satan is the Devil
Be his loyal butt sex slave
You will all suck cock in Hell

Natas is the Devil
That's just Satan
Spelled backwards
You will all suck cock in Hell

Suck his cock
Suck his
Suck his cock
Sucker

Suck his cock
Suck it
Suck it
Satan's cocksucker!

Satan is the Devil
Now wash his nasty underpants
You will all suck cock in Hell

Hang from Satan's clothes line
Do a David Carradine dance
You will all suck cock in Hell

Satan is your Father
Lubrication is a bother
When he fucks you in the ass

Satan is your Master
Suck his flaming knob faster
You will all suck cock in Hell

Suck his cock
Suck his
Suck his cock
Sucker

Suck his cock
Suck it
Suck it
Satan's cocksucker!