Whiskey & Blood from responsibilities... by A Great Notion

Woke up in the morning I was feeling pretty lousy,
Empty cans and broken bottles lying all around me,
Tried to piece together the events that had taken place,
I was struggling. Where the fuck was this place?

Lit a cigarette and then cracked another beer,
Took the deepest breathe, it’s the crackle in my lungs I fear,
Daggers in my eyes and my throat is made from glass,
These broken bones and broken hearts are meaningless.

These scars tell a thousand stories,
Black and blue for fun and glory,
These scars tell a thousand stories,
Black and blue no guts no glory.

Pegs said “lets get out of here,
We can’t let this night just slip away”
We could hear the sound of drums beating in the night,
The city sky electric blue from moonlight.

These scars tell a thousand stories,
Black and blue for fun and glory,
These scars tell a thousand stories,
Black and blue no guts no glory.

I’ve got whiskey in my veins,
And I’ve got blood in my lungs,
I’ve got whiskey in my veins,
And I’ve got blood in my lungs,

• Alternative
• Punk
• diy punk
• peterborough
• punk rock
• sing-a-long
• Peterborough