| Woke up in a strangers house
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| Through a shivering sleep on a tattered couch
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| Sifting through my laundry an evangelist was pointing at me
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| Through a flashing tv screen
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| That something left on from the night before
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| Beer bottles and records strewn all over the floor
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| Rubbing my eyes to the dawn
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| Where will I find the strength to carry on?
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| I don’t know what to believe
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| Ponder the last few years on dilapidated steps
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| That never seems to lead to anything-lead to anything at all
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| Alcohol makes the world go round
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| For me and all my friends roaming from town to town
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| Buy another drink for me please take away all my monotony
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| If you set them up-I'll knock 'em down
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| Make the world go round
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| Made a living trying to test my luck
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| As I lay there thinking I’m totally fucked
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| There’s a fart lingering in the van
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| While the same CD’s are playing over again
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| As I try to fall asleep
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| Ponder the last few years in some remote place in the west
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| All I know is that there’s still work to be done
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| Like places we haven’t been to yet
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| Alcohol makes the world go round
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| When we’ve spent the last 10 hours driving to your town
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| And all I hear are apologies about your club/ about your scene
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| And I’m just trying to drown out the sound
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| That I hear all around
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| Stumbled back to the club in the rain
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| Caught my reflection in the window pane
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| Those eyes always searching for something
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| With always something in the way |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Alcohol Makes the World Go Around , by - The Methadones. Song from the album This Won't Hurt..., in the genre Панк