Cheap Whiskey & Bad Cocaine - Adam Wakefield

Eight miles outta Galesburg, I'm starin' at the rain Eight ball left of the cheap cocaine And I'm lookin' at the sunlight, light through the pines I couldn't tell you what it is, its always been mine Now that I'm gone, I think of the man With a meth pipe clutched in his bone-thin hand I said, "Hey brother, I hope you get straight" I bet I don't meet him at the pearly gates I sing: Hey mama I been staring at the rain A little heart break, a little soul pain I been up all night on the cheap cocaine Trynna make it better but its always the same Well, I made a few new friends in a Rockford bar I told 'em all lies, I said I was in charge Of the afterparty where the women were loose I partied with the metalheads, with gin and juice Hungover as hell, I slept and shit on the lawn I'm tired of twenty-somethings and their punk rock songs Wake up in the morning and stumble towards the down Sayin', "How ya doin' boy, it's been too long" I sing: Hey mama, I been staring at the rain A little heartbreak, a little soul pain I been up all night on the cheap cocaine Trynna make it better but it's always the same On the streets of Chicago with sidekick Sally I was hitting up the bars on Viagra Alley Where the men pick up women not half their age All I had for them was my tears and my rage And I thought it was a fight so I went for my knife And the man shook my hand with his kids and his wife And I was so ashamed I hung back and cried Leave all that to Saint Peter, wait 'til I die I sing: Hey mama, I been staring at the rain A little heart break, a little soul pain I been up all night on the cheap cocaine Trynna make it better but it's always the same I been up all night, I been starin' at the sky And I'm still lonely but I couldn't tell you Why

This place looks like everything you wanted Red roses, white doves, and such Church wedding bells, the hell is she thinkin'? There's no green 'round her finger from us I came to this place fully conscious Well aware that my actions are unjust That man up there said I'd have to hold my peace forever Unless something's said now and stand up That's the reason I came here in the first place So forgive me for what I'm to say After so many years, forever and ever Turned into bad weather today And the rain came down Washed away all that he'd found What's the reason for keepin' them around? Can't place them together That house on the hill there's a prison Spent too many years turned to hell Oh, how if those old walls could listen and hear me Oh, how much these old walls could tell As an old man, I know I should reason But I could torch this old place, might as well With a can full of diesel, and a booklet of matches Let's see what these ashes unveil And the rain came down And washed away all that he found What's the reason for keepin' them around? Can't place them together Yeah, the rain came down Washed away all that he found What's the reason for keepin' them around? Blow over, bad weather Blow over, bad weather