Lyrics Old Black Spirit - Isidore, Steve Kilbey

Old Black Spirit

Pour me a drink
I don’t know what I think
I just know that I hurt
And it keeps gettin' worse
And the worse that it gets
It kindles regrets
Make mine straight
It’s getting real late
We’re not talking much sense here
We’re on the defense here
And it burns as it goes down
Burning my memory to shadow
I’m gettin' real mad now
You’re just gettin' sad now
I guess that’s just too bad now
Odorless
Colorless
Now you’re powerless
Now you’re gone
And you gone somewhere
With that spirit of despair
And you just don’t care
That it’s wrong
And I, I wouldn’t mind
If the stuff just made you blind
But that blindness is so mean and unkind
And it’s, it’s kinda strange
Just how quickly you change
It’s dangerous and it’s lethally a lie
Odorless
Colorless
Now you’re powerless
Now you’re gone
And you gone somewhere
With that spirit of despair
And you just don’t care
That it’s wrong
And I, I wouldn’t mind
If the stuff just made you blind
But that blindness is so mean and unkind
And it’s, it’s kinda strange
Just how quickly you change
And it’s dangerous and it’s lethally a lie