Demon Rum from Wicked Transmission by Maison du Malheur

Demon Rum
Words & Music J.P. Mesker

Heavy on the bottle, heavy on the pills
Heavy on whatever gives a lonely man a thrill
They say this stuff can make a grown man ill
I’m still good, I’ve got the wind in my sails

I’m not heading for the east, Im not heading for the west
I’m heading for whatever place my compas thinks is best
This storm is nearly over, but I’m still in the mist
If I don’t find that lighthouse we’ll be sleeping with the fishes

I’m sipping on that demon rum
It’s got me now, you better hold on
I don’t care if salvation never comes
I’ll be here, sipping on demon rum

A fellow man on this boat says I’ve got something to hide
Well I can tell you I’ve got no more secrets left inside
I’ve got a lot of stories, more than I count
I’ll tell you all about when my head stops spinning ’round

Drinking ain’t a fellon here, drinking ain’t a crime
Drinking gives a troubled man a little space and time
So wander out and settle down up in that crows nest
Ain’t no safe place in this whole damn’ mess

I’m not in it for the diamonds, I’m not in it for the drinks
I’m not in it for the bravoury, this old barrel here won’t sink
It’s coming down in buckets, I’m still in the dark
It’s just another vessel not exactly Noah’s ark

This ship is making water, we’re leaking like a sieve
All hell is breaking loose but I’m not about to leave
You wanna take me down to the bottom of the sea
You can kiss me later first you’ll have to dance with me

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