Just a sip, please
Sir, I just need a taste
And I don’t need you to tell me
That my life has gone to waste
Just one bottle, I ask
Just fill me up one frosty glass
I’ll cause no trouble, I promise;
I’ll sit right here on my ass
Just to calm my nerves
(They’re not made of steel)
Just to ease some minor pains
For once, to cease to feel