Kevin's Watch

Ok, so we've got the food. Now we need the drink. (As Menolly pointed out with her Pina Colada Song)



Oh! Whiskey, gin and brandy,
With a glass I'm pretty handy,
I'm trying to walk a straight line,
On sour mash and cheap wine,
Ahh!! So join me for a drink boys,
Ahh!! We're gonna make a big noise.

So don't worry about tomorrow,
Take it today,
Forget about the check,
We'll get hell to pay.

Have a drink on me,
Have a drink on me,
Yeah,
Have a drink on me,
Have a drink on me,
On me.

Come on!

Dizzy, drunk and fightin',
On tequila white lightnin',
Yes!! My glass is getting shorter,
On whiskey, ice and water,
Yeah!! So come on and have a good time,
And get blinded out of your mind.

So don't worry about tomorrow,
Take it today,
Forget about the check,
We'll get hell to pay.

Have a drink on me,
Have a drink on me,
Yeah!! Have a drink on me,
Have a drink on me, yeah,

Get stoned!

Have a drink on me,
Oh! Have a drink on me,
Yeah,
Oh! Have a drink on me,
Come on,
Oooh.

Gonna roll around,
Gonna hit the ground,
Take another swing,
Have another drink,
Gonna drink it dry,
Gonna get me high,
Come on all the boys,
Make a noise.

Have a drink on me,
Have a drink on me,
Have a drink on me,
Have a drink on me,
Have a drink on me,
Have a drink on me,
Have a drink on me,
Have a drink on me.

Have a drink oooooooon me!!!!

We arrived in December and London was cold
We stayed in the bars along Charing Cross Road
We never saw nothin' but brass taps and oak
Kept a shine on the bar with the sleeves of our coats

You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a week
I've been drunk since I left
And these so-called vacations
Will soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest
Take me home....

Euston Station the train journey North
In the buffet car we lurched back and forth
Past old crooked dykes through Yorkshire's green fields
We were flung into dance as the train jigged and reeled


By the light of the moon, she'd drift through the streets
A rare old perfume, so seductive and sweet
She'd tease us and flirt, as the pubs all closed down
Then walk us on home and deny us a round


The gas heater's empty, it's damp as a tomb
The spirits we drank now ghosts in the room
I'm knackered again, come on sleep take me soon
And don't lift up my head 'till the the twelve bells at noon

You'll have to excuse me, I'm not at my best
I've been gone for a month
I've been drunk since I left
And these so-called vacations
Will soon be my death
I'm so sick from the drink
I need home for a rest
Take me home....

Home for a Rest-by Spirit of the West.

Snortin' whiskey and drinkn cocaine


Snortin' whiskey and drinkn cocaine
We're snortin whiskey and drinkn cocaine
I got this feeln Im gonna drive that gurl insane

Your like a bad river baby your all over town
Your like a bad river baby your all over town

all over town
I may be confused, but you know i sure aint down

Im a fast movin baby i can show u around
i got so much cocaine aint never comn' down
snortn' whiskey and drinkn cocaine
i got this feeln im gonna drive that gurl insane
insanity

snortn whiskey ,drinkn cocaine
we're snortin whiskey and im, im drinkn cocaine

i got this feeln' im gonna drive that gurl insane
got this feeln, im gonna drive that gurl insane.....



(I'm gettin so tired of finding all these lyrics that have been "internet-ized"....spelling and crap....I don't have the patience anymore to correct them.... )

"Whiskey Train", by Procol Harum

Ain't gonna ride that whisky train
Ain't gonna burn up no more flame
Throw away my bottle down the drain
Ain't gonna ride that whisky train

To think that I could be so wrong
To be so sick and still go on
The way I drink it's been too long
Don't see much point in carrying on

I'm gonna lose these drinking blues
I'm gonna find a girl to make me choose
Between lovin' her and drinking booze
I'm gonna lose these drinking blues

Ain't gonna ride that whisky train
I'm tired of burning in the flame
Throw away my bottle down the drain
Ain't gonna ride that whisky train

I'm goin' way down south where the big blue agave grow,
Takin' a weekend trip down to Baja, Mexico!
Where you can drink the water, but don't ya eat the ice,
Take your vitamin "T" with salt 'n lemon slice ...
I say,
One shot...Hey! Mas Tequila-
Two shots...Hey! Hey! que veneno-
Three shots...Hey! Arriba! Hey! Hey! Hey! Mas Tequila!
woo
She did a mean macarena to the funky cold medina
Behind a body shot and three margaritas.
She'll drink it straight from the bottle, terra cotta jug,
From a boda bag coppin' a major buzz.
I say,
One shot...Hey! Mas Tequila-
Two shots...Hey! Hey! que veneno-
Three shots...
Uno mas, bartender...one more...mas tequila!
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey!
Yo can drink the water, but don't ya eat the ice;
Take your vitamin "T" with salt 'n lemon slice!
I say,
One shot...Hey! Mas Tequila-
Two shots...Hey!hey! Que veneno
Three shots...Hey!Arriba! Hey! Hey! Hey! Mas Tequila!
One shot...Hey! more tequila!
Two shots...Hey! Hey! que veneno!
Three shots... Hey! Ay yi yi yi yi ...
Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
Mas Tequila!
No mas, no mas ....

I love margaritas made with this, even if it's not what the song is talking about...

I've been to Rome, Dallas, Texas
Man, I thought I'd seen it all
Around the world, search in every corner
Man, I thought I'd hit the wall
There's a sleepy town, south of the Border
If you go there once, you'll be there twice
Lots of pretty girls, coming by the dozens
The white sand sure makes a tan look nice
We can crash on the beach
You know I wanna make love in the sea
We gotta try a little dance, so Cabo Wabo
It's alright by me
Come on, let me take you down
I will show you around
Let me take you down
Face down in Cabo
Kissing the ground
Land's end, you'd have to see it
Ain't no picture ever say it right
Walkin' the streets doing that ole, the Cabo Wabo
Place comes to life every night
I wanna crash on the beach
You know I wanna make love in the sea
It's all right there
We don't have to chase it
Fits paradise to a T
Come on, let me take you down
I will show you around
Let me take you down
Face down in Cabo
Kissing the ground
We drink Mescal right from the bottle
Salt shaker, little lick a lime, ohhh
Throwin' down, down tryin' to reach the bottom
Where the guave worm, well he's mine all mine
Come on, crash on the beach
You know I wanna make love in the sea
Go try a little dance, so Cabo Wabo
It's alright by me
Let me take you down
I will show you around
Let me take you down
Face down in Cabo
Kissing the ground
Face down,
Down in Cabo
Take me down,
Down to Cabo
Face down,
Down in Cabo
Doin' the Cabo Wabo
Take me down,
Down to Cabo
Come on, get it, get it

Let's go down to the Sunset Grill
We can watch the working girls go by
Watch the "basket people" walk around and mumble
And stare out at the auburn sky
There's an old man there from the Old World
To him, it's all the same
Calls all his customers by name
Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill
You see a lot more meanness in the city
It's the kind that eats you up inside
Hard to come away with anything that feels
like dignity
Hard to get home with any pride
These days a man makes you somethin'
And you never see his face
But there is no hiding place
Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill
Respectable little murders pay
They get more respectable every day
Don't worry girl, I'm gonna stick by you
And someday soon we're gonna get in that
car and get outta here
Let's go down to the Sunset Grill
Watch the working girls go by
Watch the "basket people" walk around and mumble
And gaze out at the auburn sky
Maybe we'll leave come springtime
Meanwhile, have another beer
What would we do without these jerks anyway?
Besides, all our friends are here
Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill
Down at the Sunset Grill

dang Cail!!!! you just keep pullin out good ones!!!


Ah keep your eyes on the road,
Your hands upon the wheel.
Keep your eyes on the road
Your hands upon the wheel.
Yeah, were going to the roadhouse,
Gonna have a real good-time.

Yeah, the back of the roadhouse,
Theyve got some bungalows.
Yeah, the back of the roadhouse,
Theyve got some bungalows.

They dance for the people
Who like to go down slow.

Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, all night long.

Do it, robby, do it!

You gotta roll, roll, roll,
You gotta thrill my soul, alright.
Roll, roll, roll, roll-a
Thrill my soul.

Ashen-lady.
Ashen-lady.
Give up your vows.
Give up your vows.
Save our city.
Save our city.
Ah, right now.

Well, I woke up this morning
And I got myself a beer.
Well, I woke up this morning
And I got myself a beer.

The futures uncertain
And the end is always near.

Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, baby, roll.
Let it roll, all night long.

Too long on the road, my friend
Too long between rides
Too long between homes again
Too long without someone by my side


And Lord, there's something 'bout a sad song
That helps to ease the pain...
Here I am, Lord, just singing up a storm
And I'm all alone again...


Too much going down today
Just can't take it in
Too much running 'round today
Can't tell you where I've been


Seems that just like singing in the only thing to do
Only thing to help me pass the time
Songs are just like ladies--can't forget them when you're through
And they're always on your mind...


And the rosewood bitters
Help me meet the sunshine in the morning
And the rosewood bitters
Help me through the night
When I feel blue


Too few stop to pass the time
Guess that's how it goes
So sure that there's much more than this
When really no one knows


And easing into midnight
As the bitters pass around
Crying in my beer
Singing someone else's troubles
Help to ease your own
Goodnight, Irene, my dear...


And the rosewood bitters
Help me meet the sunshine in the morning
And the rosewood bitters
Help me through the night
When I feel blue

Whiskey River take my mind,
Don't let a mem'ry torture me.
Whiskey River don't run dry,
You're all I've got, take care of me.

Whiskey River take my mind,
Don't let a mem'ry torture me.
Whiskey River don't run dry,
You're all I've got, take care of me.

I'm drowning in a whiskey river,
Bathing my mem'ried mind in the wetness of its soul.
Feeling the amber current flowin' from my mind.
And warm an empty heart you left so cold.

Whiskey River take my mind,
Don't let a mem'ry torture me.
Whiskey River don't run dry,
You're all I've got, take care of me.

I'm drowning in a whiskey river,
Bathing my mem'ried mind in the wetness of its soul.
Feeling the amber current flowin' from my mind.
And warm an empty heart you left so cold.

Whiskey River take my mind,
Don't let a mem'ry torture me.
Whiskey River don't run dry,
You're all I've got, take care of me.

**Lyrics Inappropriate for KW...here's a link

He's from the Trailer Park Boys

The consumate drink song as performed by George Thoroughgood and the (Delaware) Destroyers, written by John Lee Hooker
**some SH and Cabo Wabo eh Men and Cail-pass 'er right here! Yes! Right on Luci!!!**

Wanna tell you a story,
about the house-man blues
I come home one Friday,
had to tell the landlady I'd-a lost my job
She said that don't confront me,
long as I get my money next Friday
Now next Friday come I didn't get the rent,
and out the door I went
So I goes to the landlady,
I said, "You let me slide?"
I'll have the rent for you in a month.
next I don't know
So said let me slide it on you know people,
I notice when I come home in the evening
She ain't got nothing nice to say to me,
but for five year she was so nice
Loh' she was lovy-dovy,
I come home one particular evening
The landlady said, "You got the rent money yet?",
I said, "No, can't find no job"
Therefore I ain't got no money to pay the rent
She said "I don't believe you're tryin' to find no job"
Said "I seen you today you was standin' on a corner,
leaning up against a post"
I said "But I'm tired, I've been walkin' all day"
She said "That don't confront me,
long as I get my money next Friday"
Now next Friday come I didn't have the rent,
and out the door I went
So I go down the streets,
down to my good friend's house
I said "Look man I'm outdoors you know,
can I stay with you maybe a couple days?"
He said "Let me go and ask my wife"
He come out of the house,
I could see it in his face
I know that was no
He said "I don't know man, ah she kinda funny, you know"
I said "I know, everybody funny, now you funny too"
So I go back home
I tell the landlady I got a job, I'm gonna pay the rent
She said "Yeah?" I said "Oh yeah"
And then she was so nice,
loh' she was lovy-dovy
So I go in my room, pack up my things and I go,
I slip on out the back door and down the streets I go
She a-howlin' about the front rent, she'll be lucky to get any back rent,
she ain't gonna get none of it
So I stop in the local bar you know people,
I go to the bar, I ring my coat, I call the bartender
Said "Look man, come down here", he got down there
So what you want?
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Well I ain't seen my baby since I don't know when,
I've been drinking bourbon, whiskey, scotch and gin
Gonna get high man I'm gonna get loose,
need me a triple shot of that juice
Gonna get drunk don't you have no fear
I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
But I'm sitting now at the bar,
I'm getting drunk, I'm feelin' mellow
I'm drinkin' bourbon, I'm drinkin' scotch, I'm drinkin' beer
Looked down the bar, here come the bartender
I said "Look man, come down here"
So what you want?
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
No I ain't seen my baby since the night before last,
gotta get a drink man I'm gonna get gassed
Gonna get high man I ain't had enough,
need me a triple shot of that stuff
Gonna get drunk won't you listen right here,
I want one bourbon, one shot and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
Now by this time I'm plenty high,
you know when your mouth a-getting dry you're plenty high
Looked down the bar I say to my bartender
I said "Look man, come down here", he got down there
So what you want this time?
I said "Look man, a-what time is it?"
He said "The clock on the wall say three o'clock
Last call for alcohol, so what you need?"
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer
No I ain't seen my baby since a nigh' and a week,
gotta get drunk man till I can't even speak
Gonna get high man listen to me,
one drink ain't enough Jack you better make it three
I wanna get drunk I'm gonna make it real clear,
I want one bourbon, one scotch and one beer
One bourbon, one scotch, one beer

Well, show me the way
To the next whisky bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

Show me the way
To the next whisky bar
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

For if we don't find
The next whisky bar
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why

Well, show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

Show me the way
To the next little girl
Oh, don't ask why
Oh, don't ask why

For if we don't find
The next little girl
I tell you we must die
I tell you we must die
I tell you, I tell you
I tell you we must die

Oh, moon of Alabama
We now must say goodbye
We've lost our good old mama
And must have whisky, oh, you know why

ARRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHH!