Firewater

Living on bread and wine was easy

For John and James and Mother Mary

But I'm no saint and that's my ball and chain

Cause when I'm passed that silver chalice

I always drink my fill until it

Knocks me down and tangles up my brain

Yeah buddy it's a short life

It's a hell of a life

It's a mean world when you're kicked to the gutter

And the firewater is the one thing to put out the flame

Walking through graveyards and sleeping in alleys

Telling myself the same old story

Drinking that blood and calling it holy wine

Looking in windows and seeing a stranger

Going through hell like a fallen angel

Feeling my bones getting old long before their time

Yeah buddy it's a short life

It's a hell of a life

It's a mean world when you're kicked to the gutter

And the firewater's got you talking in circles again

It's an empty bottle we're passing around

When your hopes and dream have all burned down

And the firewater is the one thing to put out the flame

Take me home

Take me home

Gather me up in your arms Lord of mercy divine

Take me home

Take me home

Take me home

Take me home

Cause it's a short life

It's a hell of a life

It's a mean old world when you're kicked to the gutter

And the firewater is the one thing to put out the flame

Yeah the firewater is the one thing to put out the flame