Well I feel no pain? The battle is my ball and chain Am I insane? My breath smells like kerosene Don't tou look at me I'm a sight for sore eyes to see I can't believe Well I'm a walkin' talkin' misery Brain drain, one ninety grain It's not the caine, not the Mary Jane But the golden grain Oh don't you touch my bottle You might drop it break it then I die If life's worth living, then tell me why I cry the blues? But don't you pray for me I don't need your fuckin' sympathy Just a little drink, it means about the same to me Yea Brain drain, oneninty grain Am I insane? Will I ever change? Brain drain, oneninty grain It's not the caine, not the Mary Jane But the golden grain I'm a redneck punk Can't remember when I wasn't drunk People say I stink But I don't care what they think no No colored whiskey I don't drink that rock and roll Pass that oneninty And I'll say bye bye Brain drain, oneninty grain Am I insane? Will I ever change? Brain drain, oneninty grain It's not the caine, not the Mary Jane But the golden grain Brain drain, oneninty grain Brain drain, oneninty grain It's not the caine, not the Mary Jane © STIFFMEISTER MUSIC; POLYGRAM INT'L MUSIC PUBG GROUP; WORLEY CIRCUS MUSIC; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com