New Drink For The Old Drunk-Crooked Fingers

[ti:New Drink For The Old Drunk] [ar:Crooked Fingers] [al:Crooked Fingers Live at The Casbah 11/05/2004] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]New Drink For The Old Drunk - Crooked Fingers [00:26.77]Would you try [00:27.56] [00:28.94]Could you buy [00:29.84] [00:31.13]A new drink [00:32.88] [00:33.59]For the old drunk [00:36.00]It's no crime [00:37.11] [00:38.07]To resign misery with a bottle [00:44.12] [00:44.93]Where you walked into town [00:47.20]Without making a sound [00:49.47]And you slipped [00:50.71]As you slammed your face into the crowd [00:54.14]As you tried to forget all the words that were said [00:58.74]To deny all the things that you keep in your head [01:03.38]When you came [01:04.33] [01:05.76]You were new [01:06.82] [01:08.08]But today [01:09.59] [01:10.28]You're much older [01:11.68] [01:12.50]You were spent [01:13.65] [01:14.82]So you went [01:16.20] [01:17.09]To get used [01:18.57] [01:19.40]In the corner [01:20.82] [01:21.57]Where they kicked you around like a rodeo clown [01:25.90] [01:26.48]And it echoed through town [01:28.48]They were beating you down [01:30.77]And as they spread the word [01:33.05]That you liked how it hurt [01:35.29]All at once you were cause for a pitiful cure [01:39.54] [01:43.07]Hours pass by half forgotten [01:46.96] [01:47.49]Night turns black cause it's rotten [01:52.22]And we slide right to the bottom [01:56.85]Our tongues made out of cotton [02:01.48]Eyes seal shut in a slumber [02:06.00]Till we hear someone mumbling [02:10.67]Could you spare from the tumbler [02:15.33]A new drink for the old drunk [02:19.78] [02:27.81]Now you waste [02:28.76] [02:29.71]All your days [02:31.19] [02:32.33]In the dark [02:33.61] [02:34.48]In the corner [02:35.82] [02:36.52]Without lights [02:37.99] [02:38.98]Without grace [02:40.28] [02:41.22]Where you waits [02:42.62] [02:43.44]For the slaughter [02:44.90] [02:45.69]Where they spit in your face [02:48.05]As the hours grow late [02:50.20]And they laugh [02:51.30]As they lie [02:52.44]And then seal up your fate [02:54.75]And you cringe as you binge [02:56.88]To forget how you hate [02:59.18]All the doom in this pitiful room you create [03:03.70] [03:06.88]Hours pass by half forgotten [03:10.84] [03:11.45]Night turns black cause it's rotten [03:15.96]And we slide right to the bottom [03:20.52]Our tongues made out of cotton [03:25.11]Eyes seal shut in a slumber [03:29.58]Till we hear someone mumbling [03:34.24]Could you spare from the tumbler [03:37.65] [03:38.37]A new drink for the old drunk